The Port Removal

No joke,  I was excited about this surgery.   For one- It's another step of moving beyond cancer, and two- the happy meds.  Haha.

Too bad I had to beg for the happy meds because they said that this surgery is much more simple than getting it placed (and I thought.... you just don't feel bad for me because I'm not undergoing chemo right now... haha)  My thoughts were that I'm the patient, I've met my out of pocket max for insurance, give me a little happy stuff so I'm not nervous.

They did, the surgery was indeed simple and fast, and we were all happy.

I still have a very hard time going up to the Cancer Institute.  It's like if I even think of that place I get nauseated.  I also need to tell someone that they need to change what they use to clean the bathrooms.  It stinks.  It's a very different smell and when I used their bathrooms I have to hold my nose closed the whole time (no joke.)  It's weird how your mind and body prepare you for something even if it's not going to happen.


Here's a picture of my little port friend.  It was good to me and I'm very glad I got it.  It made it a lot more do able.  My arm veins cried "thank you" each time I didn't have to get chemo through one of them.

And here's a little update of my hair---  front and back.  I'm finding lot's of crazy cal-licks! 

Best News Ever!!!!

I'm CANCER FREE!!!!!!!! WOOT WOOT WOOT!  SOOOOO HAPPY!

I met with my doctor today to discuss the results from my scan.  I don't think I was ever as ready to walk into the cancer hospital as I was today.  I had my port accessed for the last time to get lab work done and then they made me wait an HOUR to meet with the doctor.  I was so fidgety and ready to hear the results.   Apparently they forgot about me because when I reminded them, they got me back asap.  I guess when you are towards the end of your treatment they put you on the back burner (remember how they forgot about my last chemo appt?)  hahaha.

Justine, who is my favorite--- she is the girl who always takes me back, was so fun to talk to as usual.  I'm glad that they hire such fun and happy people.  It really helps.  I've learned to remember to say thanks when people are great and happy to do their job.  I think it helps them on days where it's hard.

When the Dr. came in, I told him I was nervous and he said  "There's nothing for you to be nervous about, it looks great."  I guess it wasn't the "HOORAY YOU'RE CANCER FREE!" that I was expecting, but i'll take it.  He talks to several patients daily and has to give good news and bad news,  so I'm sure that's why he puts on a game face.  I'm glad he's smart and good at his job!

In hindsight I probably should have asked him to get in on my happy dance! HAHA.

We looked at the scans and he explained why it still looks like I have a little tumor (scar tissue), but it's not cancerous.  He also told me that my white blood count is still low, but it's rising!  My thymus glad was a little swollen, which is normal for my age and what I went through.  He wants to do a CT scan in 6 months just to make sure something didn't change with that.

So I set up an appointment for blood work and a visit with my doc in 3 months!  HOORRRAYYYY!

Next step is to get this port out!  I thought it would be months until I got this litte thingamajigger out, but nope!  I get it out in 2 days!  Whooop whoop!

(Que Destiny's Child-- "I'm a Survivor" and have your own dance party.)

Here's a picture of me when I first met with Dr. Sweetenham vs. the day I was told I was cancer free! Hair vs. no hair.  (About 7 months apart)

Here are my scans all lined up by eachother.  

Peace out cancer! 

HAPPY DANCE TIME!  

Remember to smile! Life is great and a smile is a little gesture that could help someone a long way!

Nail biting and Nerviosa

Had my PET scan today.  This sums up how I am feeling.

Scanxiety. 

 

As my bro Tyler would say "Nailed it."