--------ONE YEAR TODAY-------REFLECTION! I would like to first off say thank you to all the fabulous birthday wishes, the flowers, the gifts and most of all continuous prayers for my family and I. This past week has been extremely awesome with mixed emotions. As we reached a monumental point in my baby girls life (1 years old), I found myself crying with tears of joy and sorrow. I have been so extremely blessed to have witnessed and actively participated for the majority of her first year of life, but on the other side of the coin I cried in sorrow of the potential this cancer can rob me off. What an amazing and beautiful day her birthday was. I had a great friend fly in last minute to celebrate my Emileys day, and my sister and nephews surprise me the morning off. It was what I had prayed for. Everything was PERFECT! Great family, old and new friends, perfect weather, a joyful baby, a day of activities and laughter gathered in our new home, and me there to healthily celebrate it. Thank you to my family who showed up early to get my decorations exactly how I envisioned it. It truly was a magical day! Though my Emi will not remember this day, I will and she will be reminded with the countless pictures taken by family and friends. (P.S. - friends and family please forward the pics please.) I would like to say where has the time gone, but my chemo brain remembers quite clearly where it went. A year ago today (10/10/13), I was called from my recovery bed to immediately rush to the doctors with husband and baby in hand to learn the dreaded news I had a VERY aggressive cancer - ovarian cancer. I was pushed almost as quickly as I was rushed in to see a gynecological oncologist. As I sat in the waiting room in my green maternity top and brown tights, baby in hand, anxiously learning how to breast feed in public, in pain for having to sit in an uncomfortable waiting room chair for hours, I sobbed in disparity. As my husband tried to calm me and hush me in concern for the other patients who had to bare witness to my reality and see me reel with anger and pain, all I could do was cry. This was my year ago today, as I made plans to expect a short life, to say farewell to the life I had dreamed of and the life my husband and I had worked for. I was a true believer this was it for me. Surgeries after surgeries, shots, countless blood work, sixteen chemos, and a bald head.....I have crossed the blessed proverbial finish line and into remission. How merciful The Lord has been on me and my family. He has carried me through this horrific period in my life and has reminded me of the importance and power of prayer. At that moment we may not receive the answer we wanted from our prayer, but we must continue to pray. For one year you all have continued to pray for me and my family and have never given up on your prayers. Thank you for being steadfast and relentless. The Lord has blessed me in many ways. Within the year I have received a beautiful and healthy baby girl, a CT scan of NED (No Evidence of Disease), a new home and a renewed perspective and passion of life. I have gained a year of wisdom and appreciation at my ripe age of 39. As some of you may cry on your birthdays of getting older, I welcome it with open arms. I relish at the dream of getting old (with Jeff) for this will mean the cancer did not win and I have had a good life. As of today, I am one year down....29 more years left to hit my goal. Thank you a Lord for another year of life. Tomorrow I go in for blood work. It is truly ironic how The Lords mind works. Blood work for my CA125 on my one year D-Day! Please say prayers that my CA125 remains low. It has been a very hectic past few weeks in preparation for Emis party....and I would love to continue to live my life in full-throttle mode. What a joy it was to feel like myself again. Thank you Lord!
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 06:53:54 +0000
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