I adore my grandson. His name is Hudson. Lately, I have had problems walking, sitting and lying down. My back, since I was diagnosed with bone cancer, attacked and fractured seven vertebrae. My life as I knew it is now long gone. I need help getting out of bed, standing up from a chair. So, taking care of Hudson alone is hard. He is an active 4 year old. Luckey, he is smart and follows directions. Our time together makes my day. I spoil him as much as I can. Without Hudson, There would be a hole in my heart. He gives me purpose, and without purpose what do you have? Nothing.
I have endured tragedy and bouts of medical testing…radiation…daily chemotherapy. My writers voice and one finger typing, in hibernation. All my energy going in different directions. Now, I once again feel like myself, thank you Jesus, I write.
My name is Mary, and I have lung and spine cancer. I am lucky, the type of cancer I have is treatable with a special Chemotherapy drug called, Tarceva. So, after months of pain, my body has been given a reprieve.
I did not come back to life unscathed, the doctors waited to long to diagnose my condition. They did not expect me to make it out of the hospital. I lived, but was left with permanent nerve damage to my right hand, and nerve pain radiating down both my arms and my legs. I am truly thankful to be alive, and know it could have been a lot worse.
Now what? This blog is my person journey “life with Cancer?” What next?