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

Happy Birthday Melody Xi

DAY87

It's Melody's Birthday today!!!
My holy terror love bug is 2!
Terrible Twos, times 100. lol. I love her though and she and her sister are my heart, and I wouldn't give them up for anything.

Having a better week- both my boss and husband tell me I'm seeming better- despite my eyelashes and eyebrows consistently falling out , that I look and sound good. I still crash like a Mack Truck with no brakes in San Francisco- HARD- but the levels of fatigue are rising- it's nice.
Work has been kicking my ass since there all of a sudden is a lot to do and helping out my helper get stuff done. Probably one of the last times I will be doing it since this work is not kind to fingernails, hands, feet at all. Taxol causes lifting of the fingernails and toenails- great caution needs to be taken in cases of this since they may have to be removed by a professional in the case of it getting real bad. They turn purple and start to literally break off .
I'm scared of that. So I need to be careful at work and not do the things I did with my fingernails in the past.
A few weeks ago I smacked my fingernail at work with a rubber mallet accidentally and it's hurt ever since. Eek. It's the middle finger ironically. I think it's gonna go downhill from here.

Bone pain has been here and there- nothing really major until late at night- but by then I am totally beat exhausted and dead to the world in bed sleeping by then. I am having some insomnia lately- which doesn't help when I have to be at work at 6am. I crave the weekends. I am allowed to go home during the week when it gets rough, so thankfully I have that because my boss is awesome.
Generally achy too- but I haven't been able to make it to the chiropractor since last week - so I need an appt. there too.
and I'm thirsty ALL THE TIME. I can't get enough water.

I finally got my surgery date too- November 9th.

What is with the 9? I love it- it's my fave # of all time. I got married on 9/9 (Our 9th wedding anniversary was 9/9/99) , I was born in the 9th month, I found my lump on the 9th, I was given my diagnosis on the 9th, and now surgery on the 9th. I have a buttload of instances where 9 keeps coming up in my life- Ernest Borgnine, I even have a tattoo of the number 9.....  but now it's gettin' freaky.
Someone once told me John Lennon was the same way with the number 9 too.


So excited for Saturday's trip out of my bubble- I am really having live music withdrawls and I'm missing what a regular summertime usually contains.... Almost here. Just one more day left of work and I head out past the tolls and into Amish Country.
!!!!!