Cloud 9 Taxol 9

DAY118

9 again!
Today was Taxol #9 and what a chemo visit this was. Super easy- I felt good going in besides being tired-
I was all excited to get the full on examination today. I get the super tumor rundown and offcial measurement every 3rd visit. Today was magic number 9.

I went with mom- kinda curious since the breast tumor wasn't really around much and I swear I felt the Armpit Shitshow go down too.
So I saw Phyllis as usual- and she asked the usual question of how my tumors were feeling and I said great- I think they went down again...
Lo and Behold!- YES! Phyllis even got excited over the breast tumor most of all since it is virtually shrunken to almost nothing from what she can feel. Tears. of.  joy.
And she says the armpit is smaller too. She was so excited and I got excited- my mom got excited - I just love that news.
*Thanks and praise for a good day, all the prayers, love and light and good thoughts, folks. This is because of you and you and you and  all those good intentions. *
I cannot begin to express how much I feel all of that.

The Shitshow is Shrinking!!!!
(I told Mark he should write a cool punk song with that as the chorus. lots of distortion and power chords. Yngwie style)
I have learned that i will catch shit for wearing my Yankees tshirt to a place in South Jersey. That's Phillies country down there and I was told "Oh boy- you are really wearing that shirt here?"

Yes I am. Currently #1 with many on the DL and it all started when I started my chemo. I'm standing by my team. Mickey Mantle didn't play for the Phillies either.

Now of course I had my cancer brand of meth today called Decadron- that awesome steroid that gets you crazy. I spent the ride home listening to local talk radio wiyth my mom-. Our political views are completely different. So I get heated and passionate because I love politics (I just don't talk about my feelings in public forums. so don't worry. I identify with no party.). I got all agitated and my mom had to turn the radio off. lol.
I also visited the chiropractor since my I really almost literally did dance my legs off.
They don't hurt so much anymore. Dr. G fixed me all up and I feel so much better.

I just feel so good inside today. After dancing all Saturday night and having a crap load of a good time- I'm on cloud......9. My tumors hate a good time, that I am convinced of.


3 MORE LEFT AND I AM KICKING ASS.

I am so happy!
And Melody had no nap today so I get a nice quiet early bedtime for me to crash with.
Work tomorrow.
Hi Rocco and Erica!

xo

Ninety Nine

DAY99

The day of double 9s.
And I just have to say that this is probably the best I have felt in 99 days.
A good number, a good day.

I got the results from my genetic testing today too- which tests my DNA for the BRCA 1 & 2 genes. If the gene is present- then I'm more at risk for ovarian cancer- which means I would have to have them removed too. It would also mean that I could pass this onto my daughters and their children.

Well- I tested negative for both genes.
It still means my kids have to get mammograms starting at 25, along with my younger sister- and my brother's daughter since I was so young in getting this breast cancer.
But I can keep my ovaries, even though they still like to make hormones despite the drugs I am taking.

I'm  still going to go through the double mastectomy, just to eliminate any more places for cancer to come back to.
Sorry, bitches- the inn is closed.
Shrinky tumors, clear DNA. and not much bone pain today at all- which is also a first. I'm still going to ignore the lifting nails and not let it get me down today. Hooray hooray :)

So on this fine day of 99, I salute the healing forces that have been helping me. And that is you.
Cheers! My gratitude is overflowing!

xo