The Toughest 9 Months: Pregnant With Cancer

The Toughest 9 Months: Pregnant With Cancer



This is a link to the magazine article posted on their website.

Cancer Checkup Number.....What?

I forgot! I don't remember anymore how many follow ups I have had. The first year was the hardest. Each check up I was terrified. I had nightmares. I don't anymore. I even have to have my husband tell the doctor any issues I may have dealt with because I forget or just don't think it's something to worry about. It's probably good he comes with me. I let a lot of things go I suppose. They do say nurses are the worst patients. I have forgotten though how many follow ups I have had. I know I am in my 3rd year of remission. At 5 years I'll just go every 6 months for checkups instead of every 3.

I have been exhausted lately. School is killing me I swear. I will be done with this semester in 3 weeks. Hopefully I'll get a much needed break. I need rest! It's hard and wearing me down but I'll get there. I have to keep my eye on the finish line.

Health Magazine

Buy the new Health Magazine with Miranda Lambert on the cover. My story along with a few others is featured in it! :) Be sure to check it out and come back to my blog and let me know what you think. It's pretty cool. I was interviewed for that in the past couple of months and it's in this months issue. It's so wonderful to really be spreading our story!

Kittens

Just a note to all, our paralyzed kitty passed away this past week. I am not sure what all was wrong with him, but it was evidently more than I thought. The girls have been sad. The momma cat was looking for him after he passed. It's too bad. :(

We got some video of the girls playing with the kittens today. They are getting so big. This video shows the kittens chasing Angel and Gabbi. It was really cute until Gabbi stepped on the gray kittens poor paw. She was fine though! No injuries at all....but ouch! Poor thing.

What is Surreal?

You know what surreal is? Surreal is the moment you sit in a chair, prop up your legs, have a blanket tucked around you by a friendly nurse with a big smile on her face as she preps your chemo medications. She adjusts the IV bag of anti nausea medications....then begins the drip, drip, drip of these toxic medications into your body. You watch it drip in, and know that this poison may or may not save your life. What is more surreal? Having a life growing inside of you at the same time, not knowing whether or not you are saving her, or killing her. That is surreal to me.