Hullo All,
Just thought I'd give ya a quick update since I mentioned in the last blog that I had a mammogram scheduled, to let you know that it was clear. Had it yesterday right after treatment #10, and here they don't even let you change outta your gown till a radiologist reads the scan and gives the all-clear. So, that's one less thing to worry about. Well, two things, I guess. :o)
Treatment #11 today, on the downhill side now. It was Thursdee so I met with Dr. King afterwards, and we basically just chatted. No new questions today, nuthin new to report. He's such a delight to speak with. He reminded me that about a month after I'm done with treatment, I'll have my MRI. I asked him to please schedule it and my appt with him for the delivery of results, well in advance, and no matter what, his office would not call me after the MRI but prior to my scheduled appt w/ him, to come in early. I said there's not much worse than when you get that kind of call. He said "Well, how bout you come in and have the scan, then come down here and we read it together, at the same time." RIGHT ON. Love this guy. I cannot remember the conversation we were havin at the end of my appt, but it triggered my friend Shawna to tell Dr. King "Wear your glasses! You need to wear your glasses!" and I immediately told him NOT to wear them when he reads my scan, and that way he can honestly say, no matter what, "I don't see a thing!" Of course, he will be saying that anyway, cuz that's how its gonna be, but it gave him a good tickle, anyway.
Ok, so, nine more to go....just a little tired and queasy, same story different day. Payin attention, figurin out what works, what doesn't, which nurses are the best, which ones Ican joke with, which ones just don't get it...All is well.
Joy will be here next week - Saturday the 12th, for the week, so, lookin forward to havin her here. She'll be here for my last treatment, which is possibly just about when my butt will be draggin the most. We'll see.
Ok, just wanted to letcha know the mammogram was clear, so, yay. Don't know why I had to keep goin and add so much fluff, but thanks for hangin in there.
Y'all have a day and a wonderful weekend!
Love!
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Tuesdee Nov 1
Helllooooo Tit-for-Brainers!
Am I the only one who can't believe its November already? Means I've been away from work for a MONTH. SO hard to believe.
Today I took #9 out of 20 of my radiation treatments. Almost halfway done there. I spend most of my day queasy and extremely tired, and we are trying to find just exactly the right anti-nausea meds and schedule to help combat the queasies. We're gettin there.
Last nite my head was shaved. Now my head doesn't have to holler "STOP TOUCHIN ME!" when I try to shampoo it or comb it out. It was gettin pretty tender and just really did not like to be bothered. So, I guess that's a positive step, though the bald head serves as a constant reminder and confirmation that I'm "sick." A very good friend reminded me that its only temporary though, and will certainly be worth it. I figure maybe by the end of January I'll already have half an inch or more of new hair upon my head! And January will be here before we know it.
Had an appointment with my medical oncologist yesterday. She had reviewed my scans, notes, etc, and does not feel the need to treat me right now, cuz, as she said "What would I treat you for?" With my clear PET scan, there just is no need. At this time, the only place I've got cancer is my brain, and chemo does not cross the blood/brain barrier, so radiation is all that's called for. She will keep a close eye on me from now on, as will my rad onc (I see MRI's and PET scans galore in my future). This appt was very informative; she is very thorough, and as we talked, a couple of things kinda came to light neither of us expected to hear. So, she's gonna do some research and try to get a complete picture of my case, and we will reconvene in three weeks. Tomorrow right after treatment I'm goin upstairs for a mammogram, just to make sure there is no
new or different breast cancer lurkin in my "dense" boobies. (The ONLY time I've been offended or disappointed by anyone at the treatment center is whenever they look at me right in the eye and say "You are SO dense!" It seems very rude and unnecessary to me.) :o)
Dana has been here for a week, cookin and drivin and takin good care of me and buildin super fires. Many a great dinner has been made, more than a few lingerin conversations, and its just been great havin her here. She leaves in the a.m., as much to the delight of her kids and husband as it is to my chagrin. But, I'm not gonna think about that right now.
I guess that's about it for right now. Hope all is well in your world. Make sure you get out there and conquer that one thing you've been itchin to do, be nice to someone (heck, be nice to everyone!), and make sure those you love know that you love them.
And on that note, Love you!
Am I the only one who can't believe its November already? Means I've been away from work for a MONTH. SO hard to believe.
Today I took #9 out of 20 of my radiation treatments. Almost halfway done there. I spend most of my day queasy and extremely tired, and we are trying to find just exactly the right anti-nausea meds and schedule to help combat the queasies. We're gettin there.
Last nite my head was shaved. Now my head doesn't have to holler "STOP TOUCHIN ME!" when I try to shampoo it or comb it out. It was gettin pretty tender and just really did not like to be bothered. So, I guess that's a positive step, though the bald head serves as a constant reminder and confirmation that I'm "sick." A very good friend reminded me that its only temporary though, and will certainly be worth it. I figure maybe by the end of January I'll already have half an inch or more of new hair upon my head! And January will be here before we know it.
Had an appointment with my medical oncologist yesterday. She had reviewed my scans, notes, etc, and does not feel the need to treat me right now, cuz, as she said "What would I treat you for?" With my clear PET scan, there just is no need. At this time, the only place I've got cancer is my brain, and chemo does not cross the blood/brain barrier, so radiation is all that's called for. She will keep a close eye on me from now on, as will my rad onc (I see MRI's and PET scans galore in my future). This appt was very informative; she is very thorough, and as we talked, a couple of things kinda came to light neither of us expected to hear. So, she's gonna do some research and try to get a complete picture of my case, and we will reconvene in three weeks. Tomorrow right after treatment I'm goin upstairs for a mammogram, just to make sure there is no
new or different breast cancer lurkin in my "dense" boobies. (The ONLY time I've been offended or disappointed by anyone at the treatment center is whenever they look at me right in the eye and say "You are SO dense!" It seems very rude and unnecessary to me.) :o)
Dana has been here for a week, cookin and drivin and takin good care of me and buildin super fires. Many a great dinner has been made, more than a few lingerin conversations, and its just been great havin her here. She leaves in the a.m., as much to the delight of her kids and husband as it is to my chagrin. But, I'm not gonna think about that right now.
I guess that's about it for right now. Hope all is well in your world. Make sure you get out there and conquer that one thing you've been itchin to do, be nice to someone (heck, be nice to everyone!), and make sure those you love know that you love them.
And on that note, Love you!
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Attention Team Lee Lee!
My mom's wonderful friend Deborah is doing everthing she can all the way from Georgia and she set up some REALLY cool tee shirts!
So, for those of you who would like to show their support for Lee Lee and have a T-Shirt printed with the "Aint Skeered" Tatoo/picture, you can! BigFrog in Marietta, GA has the artwork ready and will ship anywhere in the US. Prices start at $15.99 + tax + shipping
Email Address to order is Marietta@BigFrog.com or call 770-627-4885 ask for Fran.
Thank you Deborah and all of you other supporters out there, you guys are the best!
-Lauren
So, for those of you who would like to show their support for Lee Lee and have a T-Shirt printed with the "Aint Skeered" Tatoo/picture, you can! BigFrog in Marietta, GA has the artwork ready and will ship anywhere in the US. Prices start at $15.99 + tax + shipping
Email Address to order is Marietta@BigFrog.com or call 770-627-4885 ask for Fran.
Thank you Deborah and all of you other supporters out there, you guys are the best!
-Lauren
This is a pic (Virginia Deb took) of her wearing the shirt (that Georgia Deborah sent my mom ) at her first day of radiation treatment
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Thursday 10/20
Wow, bloggin' two days in a row! Gracious I must have too much time on my hands!
Ok, so, today starts my zap sessions. Not to be confused w/ rap sessions, which I'd much rather attend.
I'm not anxious or worried about radiation itself, its just the anxiety of knowing that this is our plan of attack but NOT knowing for SURE if it'll work. Yes, I remain positive, I plan for this to work, but I'd be lyin if I said I was 100% confident, and that's the part that gives way to trepidation. Just bein honest, homies.
Last nite, Steff, Debra, John Holden and I saw 50/50. He completed his chemo, and was at home, calling a friend to see if he could take him to his doc appt the next day. He said "This is the big one." I knew immediately what he was talking about....Its the appointment when he finds out if his treatment worked or not. I can't tell you how that feels, and I hope none of you ever have to know (if you haven't had the....um..."opportunity" to feel it before). Its a very surreal experience, one of those life-changin moments, one of those "before" and "after" things. And since its most unpleasant to hear bad news in that situation, I'm insisting on good news.
So, we've had a great week with Steff and Debra here. They claim they have to leave in the morning, but I might have to sabotage that little scenario. Brother Jeffrey and sis-in-law June will be here tomorrow evenin, which'll be pretty cool. They'll be here for the weekend, then niece Dana will be here mid-week next week. What a lucky little gurl I am, and I mean that. Its been so great - SO great - gettin to see my friends and family, and make plans for more return visits and more visitors. I'm privileged, honored and humbled.
Better go for now, peeps, and get ready. We simply can't decide if we'd like to lunch out, or eat here before we go.....Life is tough sometimes. < Big sigh> :o)
Hope you're all well! Love you!
Ok, so, today starts my zap sessions. Not to be confused w/ rap sessions, which I'd much rather attend.
I'm not anxious or worried about radiation itself, its just the anxiety of knowing that this is our plan of attack but NOT knowing for SURE if it'll work. Yes, I remain positive, I plan for this to work, but I'd be lyin if I said I was 100% confident, and that's the part that gives way to trepidation. Just bein honest, homies.
Last nite, Steff, Debra, John Holden and I saw 50/50. He completed his chemo, and was at home, calling a friend to see if he could take him to his doc appt the next day. He said "This is the big one." I knew immediately what he was talking about....Its the appointment when he finds out if his treatment worked or not. I can't tell you how that feels, and I hope none of you ever have to know (if you haven't had the....um..."opportunity" to feel it before). Its a very surreal experience, one of those life-changin moments, one of those "before" and "after" things. And since its most unpleasant to hear bad news in that situation, I'm insisting on good news.
So, we've had a great week with Steff and Debra here. They claim they have to leave in the morning, but I might have to sabotage that little scenario. Brother Jeffrey and sis-in-law June will be here tomorrow evenin, which'll be pretty cool. They'll be here for the weekend, then niece Dana will be here mid-week next week. What a lucky little gurl I am, and I mean that. Its been so great - SO great - gettin to see my friends and family, and make plans for more return visits and more visitors. I'm privileged, honored and humbled.
Better go for now, peeps, and get ready. We simply can't decide if we'd like to lunch out, or eat here before we go.....Life is tough sometimes. < Big sigh> :o)
Hope you're all well! Love you!
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Wednesday, 10/19
Hi Peeps,
How's everyone doin? I hope each of you is enjoyin a beautiful Fall - omigosh it couldn't be any nicer here. Gorgeous weather, beautiful color, and lucky me - I get to enjoy it with two of my homies from Virginny. Steff and Deb arrived here Saturday a.m. and are here till Friday. We've been over the Monument, to Ouray (and over Red Mountain Pass!) and Glenwood Springs (and on through Glenwood Canyon), all of which wowwed my sea-level-livin low-lander friends, and I've thoroughly enjoyed watchin and hearin their reactions to everything we see. Oh and we colored my hair....ummm...."pink."
Today we are keepin it local as I have a few appointments to keep, and this evenin we are spoda go to a movie with John Holden (to see 50/50 - what are we thinkin?!). I am hopin to get them over the Grand Mesa before Friday a.m., cuz we have GOT to see a moose before they go.
Today's my "dry run" with radiation....put the mask on, line everything up, make sure everyone agrees everything is as it should be, and start the zappin tomorrow. Fry those buggers! Zzzzzzt Pow Pow Pop Pow.
Aiite den, I'ma go for right now, gotta get ready to meet and greet this day. Hope you all have a fantastic day and I'll be back soon to letcha know how rad radiation is! :o)
Love you.
How's everyone doin? I hope each of you is enjoyin a beautiful Fall - omigosh it couldn't be any nicer here. Gorgeous weather, beautiful color, and lucky me - I get to enjoy it with two of my homies from Virginny. Steff and Deb arrived here Saturday a.m. and are here till Friday. We've been over the Monument, to Ouray (and over Red Mountain Pass!) and Glenwood Springs (and on through Glenwood Canyon), all of which wowwed my sea-level-livin low-lander friends, and I've thoroughly enjoyed watchin and hearin their reactions to everything we see. Oh and we colored my hair....ummm...."pink."
Today we are keepin it local as I have a few appointments to keep, and this evenin we are spoda go to a movie with John Holden (to see 50/50 - what are we thinkin?!). I am hopin to get them over the Grand Mesa before Friday a.m., cuz we have GOT to see a moose before they go.
Today's my "dry run" with radiation....put the mask on, line everything up, make sure everyone agrees everything is as it should be, and start the zappin tomorrow. Fry those buggers! Zzzzzzt Pow Pow Pop Pow.
Aiite den, I'ma go for right now, gotta get ready to meet and greet this day. Hope you all have a fantastic day and I'll be back soon to letcha know how rad radiation is! :o)
Love you.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Catchin' up
Hello Peeps
Gosh, I'm sorry that I have been so neglectful of this fabulous blog that my dear sweet niece Meghan started for me. I know that you all understand and no one holds any ill will towards my delayed update, but I do feel a bit guilty (and so do Lauren and Erin). Y'all have been so incredibly kind, loving, supportive, encouraging, concerned, interested, and wonderful, and I feel bad having kept you "in the dark" till now. I'll try to give a brief recap of what's happened in the last two weeks, and fill you in on my appointment this morning with my radiation oncologist.
So, holy moly, I cannot believe I am two weeks post-op. Each day, I think, gets better. The good days prolly find me doin' a little too much, which usually puts me on an "off-day" the next. Ok, duly noted. Take each day e.a.s.y.
Surgery went really pretty well. From what I understand, it took a little longer than my fabulous neurosurgeon Dr. Hemley anticipated, and she was not able to remove all of the tumor. Turns out the silly thing was shaped all goofy. I went into surgery not the least concerned about what she was takin' away, as I had already determined that it was simply a pocket of intelligence overload that just had no place else to go. Apparently, though, I believe that was one of my first questions in recovery, was "Did she get it all?" And, I will admit, knowing that she didn't left me laying in the bed with thoughts of nasty tumor, left to its own devices, layin around my brain just kinda hungrily and selfishly and loudly and rudely makkin' away on my healthy brain. Kinda messes with you.
Anyway, after stellar recovery post-op, that included wonderful interaction with some pretty incredible nurses, OT's, PT's, etc. I came home on Friday. Lauren brought me home and we were greeted in the driveway by Erin and my bruther Jimmy, who insisted I shut my eyes for the trip in through the front door. People are funny, makin brain surgery patients walk with their eyes closed. Hehe. Balloons and flowers and a welcome home banner and a nice clean house provided my warm welcome. It felt really good.
To bed I went. Saturday was my worst day post-op for a couple of different reasons. I had some very special visitors (Pete, Liane and Jammerz from Denver!) who I barely got to visit with, but we'll make up for it. I got thru Saturday, Sunday was a bit better, and on Monday I felt like I turned a corner. Each day since has had ups and downs, as my strength and stamina see gains. I've been on steroids and omigosh my appetited has been voracious. I weighed 122 two weeks ago; today I was 130! I've been eating everything that's not anchored down.
On Tuesday post-op, Karal arrived from California just in time to go with us to my PET scan. It was a cold rainy day, which is my favorite. As I lay on the table, I practiced alot of visual imagery of the little guys coursing though my body searching for "hot spots." I kept saying "Nothing to see here...move along...I appreciate you searching, but there's nothing to find..." and I imagined little guys looking for bad stuff, along my bones and under and behind my organs, giving the "all clear" after searching each area. As soon as the scan was done, we chilled in front of the fire and just appreciated the day.
On Wednesday, my neurosurgeon's office called to tell my my scan was NEGATIVE. Sounds cliche, but I swear, there are NO words to describe how that felt. Immense relief, gratitude, the ability to take a deep breath and exhale....That phone call totally removed the trepidation and fear I felt regarding my upcoming appointment with Dr. King, my wonderful radiation oncologist. I felt I would not be walking in there to see him with any possibility of hearing any bad news, and that felt incredible.
But, as I suspect each of us knows, cancer is a pretty hideous thing. You can think you have a plan, you can think you know it all, you can think you've got a handle on it, and it just frickin takes delight in laughin in your face, chewin up and spittin out plans, and does what the crap it wants. While Dr. King is encouraged by my clear scan, he did have a bit of bad news. There is a tumor on my brain stem that we had not seen before. So, that, coupled with the fact that cancer cells were left behind in surgery, has led to Dr. King's plan for whole-brain radiation, as opposed to just radiating the tumor bed. I will see him again on Thursday for our planning appointment, at which time my mask will be made, all other details will be finalized, and I will begin 20 straight visits I think on Monday. I am not anticipating a "rough-go" of it....he anticipates no nausea - just fatigue, maybe some short-term memory loss, and of course, my crazy hair will fall out 2 1/2 weeks after my first treatment. I was relieved to hear I will keep my eyelashes, as that was one of my least favorite things last time. I totally looked and felt like Uncle Fester. I don't feel like I'm too worried about losing my hair this time, as its been proven that it does come back, and it will again. It'll be a cold winter, but I'll rock the bald look proudly. No biggie.
After my radiation treatments are done, we will scan and make sure the tumor bed has no cancer cells hangin around there, and that other tumor is gonnnne. I told Dr. King that he has met who will turn out to be his most boring patient ever. Get in, fry my brain, get out, clear scan, done deal. I know I conceded above that cancer has its own plans, but truly, this is what I'm expecting, and its EXACTLY what happened when I went thru it before. And, I mean shoot, I'ma go ahead and make my plans too, so that this beast knows its not the bossa' ME. Forever afterwards, I will have an MRI every three months. Not a big deal, other than I will have to provide St. Mary's Imaging with Hootie and the Blowfish CD's for my listening pleasure. :o) I was lucky enough to have the same Rad Tech for each MRI I've had so far, who took my feigned and over-dramatic reaction to them not having any Hootie in great stride. For my last scan, he had one Darius Rucker song queued up to play over and over, bless his heart.
So, that's what I know right now. I do have lots more to say but I swear I'm paranoid that I'll push a wrong button and lose this, so I'll post for now, and update more! Before I go, though, I want each of you to know how very much I appreciate your love for me, and for my kids, I really do. It makes me cry. I feel SO incredibly lucky and grateful to be the recipient of SO.MUCH.LOVE. It truly does make a difference, it truly does help, it truly does make me feel very lucky. Very lucky. I cannot imagine how it would feel to have to go through stuff like this without the love and support I have been so privileged to receive.
So, thank you. Thanks for being by my side and letting me know, unabashedly. Know that I love you, and I appreciate you, and I am sincerely grateful to have you in my life. Even somebody with tit for brains knows that that makes me a very lucky soul.
Love you, and I'll update again soon, I promise.
Gosh, I'm sorry that I have been so neglectful of this fabulous blog that my dear sweet niece Meghan started for me. I know that you all understand and no one holds any ill will towards my delayed update, but I do feel a bit guilty (and so do Lauren and Erin). Y'all have been so incredibly kind, loving, supportive, encouraging, concerned, interested, and wonderful, and I feel bad having kept you "in the dark" till now. I'll try to give a brief recap of what's happened in the last two weeks, and fill you in on my appointment this morning with my radiation oncologist.
So, holy moly, I cannot believe I am two weeks post-op. Each day, I think, gets better. The good days prolly find me doin' a little too much, which usually puts me on an "off-day" the next. Ok, duly noted. Take each day e.a.s.y.
Surgery went really pretty well. From what I understand, it took a little longer than my fabulous neurosurgeon Dr. Hemley anticipated, and she was not able to remove all of the tumor. Turns out the silly thing was shaped all goofy. I went into surgery not the least concerned about what she was takin' away, as I had already determined that it was simply a pocket of intelligence overload that just had no place else to go. Apparently, though, I believe that was one of my first questions in recovery, was "Did she get it all?" And, I will admit, knowing that she didn't left me laying in the bed with thoughts of nasty tumor, left to its own devices, layin around my brain just kinda hungrily and selfishly and loudly and rudely makkin' away on my healthy brain. Kinda messes with you.
Anyway, after stellar recovery post-op, that included wonderful interaction with some pretty incredible nurses, OT's, PT's, etc. I came home on Friday. Lauren brought me home and we were greeted in the driveway by Erin and my bruther Jimmy, who insisted I shut my eyes for the trip in through the front door. People are funny, makin brain surgery patients walk with their eyes closed. Hehe. Balloons and flowers and a welcome home banner and a nice clean house provided my warm welcome. It felt really good.
To bed I went. Saturday was my worst day post-op for a couple of different reasons. I had some very special visitors (Pete, Liane and Jammerz from Denver!) who I barely got to visit with, but we'll make up for it. I got thru Saturday, Sunday was a bit better, and on Monday I felt like I turned a corner. Each day since has had ups and downs, as my strength and stamina see gains. I've been on steroids and omigosh my appetited has been voracious. I weighed 122 two weeks ago; today I was 130! I've been eating everything that's not anchored down.
On Tuesday post-op, Karal arrived from California just in time to go with us to my PET scan. It was a cold rainy day, which is my favorite. As I lay on the table, I practiced alot of visual imagery of the little guys coursing though my body searching for "hot spots." I kept saying "Nothing to see here...move along...I appreciate you searching, but there's nothing to find..." and I imagined little guys looking for bad stuff, along my bones and under and behind my organs, giving the "all clear" after searching each area. As soon as the scan was done, we chilled in front of the fire and just appreciated the day.
On Wednesday, my neurosurgeon's office called to tell my my scan was NEGATIVE. Sounds cliche, but I swear, there are NO words to describe how that felt. Immense relief, gratitude, the ability to take a deep breath and exhale....That phone call totally removed the trepidation and fear I felt regarding my upcoming appointment with Dr. King, my wonderful radiation oncologist. I felt I would not be walking in there to see him with any possibility of hearing any bad news, and that felt incredible.
But, as I suspect each of us knows, cancer is a pretty hideous thing. You can think you have a plan, you can think you know it all, you can think you've got a handle on it, and it just frickin takes delight in laughin in your face, chewin up and spittin out plans, and does what the crap it wants. While Dr. King is encouraged by my clear scan, he did have a bit of bad news. There is a tumor on my brain stem that we had not seen before. So, that, coupled with the fact that cancer cells were left behind in surgery, has led to Dr. King's plan for whole-brain radiation, as opposed to just radiating the tumor bed. I will see him again on Thursday for our planning appointment, at which time my mask will be made, all other details will be finalized, and I will begin 20 straight visits I think on Monday. I am not anticipating a "rough-go" of it....he anticipates no nausea - just fatigue, maybe some short-term memory loss, and of course, my crazy hair will fall out 2 1/2 weeks after my first treatment. I was relieved to hear I will keep my eyelashes, as that was one of my least favorite things last time. I totally looked and felt like Uncle Fester. I don't feel like I'm too worried about losing my hair this time, as its been proven that it does come back, and it will again. It'll be a cold winter, but I'll rock the bald look proudly. No biggie.
After my radiation treatments are done, we will scan and make sure the tumor bed has no cancer cells hangin around there, and that other tumor is gonnnne. I told Dr. King that he has met who will turn out to be his most boring patient ever. Get in, fry my brain, get out, clear scan, done deal. I know I conceded above that cancer has its own plans, but truly, this is what I'm expecting, and its EXACTLY what happened when I went thru it before. And, I mean shoot, I'ma go ahead and make my plans too, so that this beast knows its not the bossa' ME. Forever afterwards, I will have an MRI every three months. Not a big deal, other than I will have to provide St. Mary's Imaging with Hootie and the Blowfish CD's for my listening pleasure. :o) I was lucky enough to have the same Rad Tech for each MRI I've had so far, who took my feigned and over-dramatic reaction to them not having any Hootie in great stride. For my last scan, he had one Darius Rucker song queued up to play over and over, bless his heart.
So, that's what I know right now. I do have lots more to say but I swear I'm paranoid that I'll push a wrong button and lose this, so I'll post for now, and update more! Before I go, though, I want each of you to know how very much I appreciate your love for me, and for my kids, I really do. It makes me cry. I feel SO incredibly lucky and grateful to be the recipient of SO.MUCH.LOVE. It truly does make a difference, it truly does help, it truly does make me feel very lucky. Very lucky. I cannot imagine how it would feel to have to go through stuff like this without the love and support I have been so privileged to receive.
So, thank you. Thanks for being by my side and letting me know, unabashedly. Know that I love you, and I appreciate you, and I am sincerely grateful to have you in my life. Even somebody with tit for brains knows that that makes me a very lucky soul.
Love you, and I'll update again soon, I promise.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
"Watch Me Go!!"
First of all, I apologise to everyone for not updating all of you on what is going on. With Lauren moving out, Erin moving in, School, Work, Doctor apps, and daily life we have started slacking. Thankfully, later today I am showing Superwoman herself how to update this. Then ya'll will be blessed with her amazing writting and personal input on everything that is going on. Hopefully it might be updated more regular then ;D
To catch everyone up, Jimmy left on Saturday, but did not leave without fixing anything he could to make mom's that much easier. We all greatly appreciate the work everyone has done for her and us kids. Today Lauren, Erin, Shauwna, and Karal joined LeeLee for her PET scan that lasted 2 hours. The nurse said they would go over the results in a week at her RAD. ONC. app. with Dr.King. So instead of making an app. for the next day that gives a good chance that nothing was shown during the scan.
Mom is back to her amazing self, unsurprising. Considering how everything was quickly turned upside down she can still find her true self. One of her long time BFF's from 2nd grade drove from Cali to be here and show her love. I would like to say we cooked dinner, but by the time Erin got home from work Mom had everything under control. It was a delicious steak dinner thanks to the AMAZING Shauwna, along with taters, and spagetti for Karal. Once anyone would tell her to go sit down and she does not need to be doing all this work she would go off saying "Watch me go!" So LeeLee has her loving personality back, great cooking skills, and is completly independant.
If anyone has any questions, feel free to text either Lauren at 9709868642 or Erin at 9709869643
And from now on we, or mom herself will be updating this daily.
Thank you so much for all your support!
To catch everyone up, Jimmy left on Saturday, but did not leave without fixing anything he could to make mom's that much easier. We all greatly appreciate the work everyone has done for her and us kids. Today Lauren, Erin, Shauwna, and Karal joined LeeLee for her PET scan that lasted 2 hours. The nurse said they would go over the results in a week at her RAD. ONC. app. with Dr.King. So instead of making an app. for the next day that gives a good chance that nothing was shown during the scan.
Mom is back to her amazing self, unsurprising. Considering how everything was quickly turned upside down she can still find her true self. One of her long time BFF's from 2nd grade drove from Cali to be here and show her love. I would like to say we cooked dinner, but by the time Erin got home from work Mom had everything under control. It was a delicious steak dinner thanks to the AMAZING Shauwna, along with taters, and spagetti for Karal. Once anyone would tell her to go sit down and she does not need to be doing all this work she would go off saying "Watch me go!" So LeeLee has her loving personality back, great cooking skills, and is completly independant.
If anyone has any questions, feel free to text either Lauren at 9709868642 or Erin at 9709869643
And from now on we, or mom herself will be updating this daily.
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