Hello again faithful readers. I suspect some of you have given up on me because I only post sporadically.
Well there is not much to say except through the grace of God I am still in remission. My next MRI is a big one. The dreaded all day profusion MRI. Mike and I are gonna make a day of it (its not like we have any other choice.) I have faith it will be absolutely fine. And if not, I will kick Snarla's dumbass out of my head a second time.
Cancer survivors always have a twinge of fear when it comes to their specific cancer. Mine for instance when I get a migraine I pray to God that she hasn't come back. This is normal. I used to want an MRI everytime I had a bad headache, after all that is how this whole debacle got started.
A couple weeks ago I had an incredibly stressful weekend. it was my husbands birthday and we were coupling it with another one of our friends from book club. (For those of you that are like BOOK CLUB??? I have met many new friends there) Anyway I sent out the evite and said RSVP ASAP. Then I called the restaurant and made the reservation for 20. Upon walking in, there were 40-50 people there. I balked. I had to go ask the owner to give us more tables. Then after a while of giving us over half the room he said, "the firemarshall will get mad with us if we put anymore people in here." So some of our guests had to sit in a separate room. Then there proceeded to be a screaming match about politics (lesson: stay away from politics and religion at all costs especially if one party is drunk off their you know what).
The next day I went out with my friends. Suffice it to say it was SOOOO not good. An infuriating situation ensued and then we went home.
Then Sunday, the most horrible migraine I have had since BEFORE the surgery hit. I had to go lay down in the bedroom with a cold damp cloth over my eyes. It felt like the right side of my head was literally going to explode. Then my hand went numb and the numbness seeped up to my shoulder until I couldn't feel my arm. When I told Mike (who was laying next to me holding me) he said, "Move your right arm just a little. Try." Eventually I was able to shift my arm a little bit and he said, "See your arm is still there." Then the nausea came. I was like thank you God cause I am about to pass out. I was convinced I was having a stroke. Then I passed out and the Imitrex kicked in. I woke up 3 hours later and felt fine.
My point is Don't let yourself get to stressed or you will freak out. Just tell yourself it is going to be fine, because 9 out of 10 time it will be.
Thats all I got.
Oh yeah I almost forgot. I got this email today. As you all know I have never done this before, but this seems cool. I won't promote other sites bc this is supposed to be a helpful blog for survivors not an advertising site. Do what you want with this site no pressure from here.
Make this the best Day EVER!!!!
We have a site that caters to survivors. It allows them to store digital memories and then release them to their kids in the future. We are still in the “testing” phase and wanted to see if your readers would like to participate and get a complimentary membership.
They can visit www.kairoslife.com to register their email address.
>From there we will update them when we are ready to start testing the site. Please let me know if you have any questions.
Well there is not much to say except through the grace of God I am still in remission. My next MRI is a big one. The dreaded all day profusion MRI. Mike and I are gonna make a day of it (its not like we have any other choice.) I have faith it will be absolutely fine. And if not, I will kick Snarla's dumbass out of my head a second time.
Cancer survivors always have a twinge of fear when it comes to their specific cancer. Mine for instance when I get a migraine I pray to God that she hasn't come back. This is normal. I used to want an MRI everytime I had a bad headache, after all that is how this whole debacle got started.
A couple weeks ago I had an incredibly stressful weekend. it was my husbands birthday and we were coupling it with another one of our friends from book club. (For those of you that are like BOOK CLUB??? I have met many new friends there) Anyway I sent out the evite and said RSVP ASAP. Then I called the restaurant and made the reservation for 20. Upon walking in, there were 40-50 people there. I balked. I had to go ask the owner to give us more tables. Then after a while of giving us over half the room he said, "the firemarshall will get mad with us if we put anymore people in here." So some of our guests had to sit in a separate room. Then there proceeded to be a screaming match about politics (lesson: stay away from politics and religion at all costs especially if one party is drunk off their you know what).
The next day I went out with my friends. Suffice it to say it was SOOOO not good. An infuriating situation ensued and then we went home.
Then Sunday, the most horrible migraine I have had since BEFORE the surgery hit. I had to go lay down in the bedroom with a cold damp cloth over my eyes. It felt like the right side of my head was literally going to explode. Then my hand went numb and the numbness seeped up to my shoulder until I couldn't feel my arm. When I told Mike (who was laying next to me holding me) he said, "Move your right arm just a little. Try." Eventually I was able to shift my arm a little bit and he said, "See your arm is still there." Then the nausea came. I was like thank you God cause I am about to pass out. I was convinced I was having a stroke. Then I passed out and the Imitrex kicked in. I woke up 3 hours later and felt fine.
My point is Don't let yourself get to stressed or you will freak out. Just tell yourself it is going to be fine, because 9 out of 10 time it will be.
Thats all I got.
Oh yeah I almost forgot. I got this email today. As you all know I have never done this before, but this seems cool. I won't promote other sites bc this is supposed to be a helpful blog for survivors not an advertising site. Do what you want with this site no pressure from here.
Make this the best Day EVER!!!!
We have a site that caters to survivors. It allows them to store digital memories and then release them to their kids in the future. We are still in the “testing” phase and wanted to see if your readers would like to participate and get a complimentary membership.
They can visit www.kairoslife.com to register their email address.
>From there we will update them when we are ready to start testing the site. Please let me know if you have any questions.
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