Well,
folks, it looks like we are going to have to relaunch Mission: Remission.
I got some news yesterday that was wholly unexpected, very disconcerting,
and unwelcome, to say the least.
As I posted, I had blood drawn for my routine 6-week check-up. I was very much looking forward to celebrating another low CEA, and bidding 2012 goodbye.
Cancer had other plans.
My CEA was up to 3.1. Shit. I immediately went to the clinic, and asked to see a nurse, my doctor - anyone. Within 30 minutes, my port was accessed. Within 90 minutes, I was in the CT machine.
This, my friends, is one of the many blessings of being treated at CTCA.
I decided not to stick around, waiting for results and pacing the floor. I didn't make it ten minutes from the hospital when I took a call from Dr. Granick.
They found a mass in my pelvis, 12 cm/4 inches.
Son of a bitch.
He and I talked, and based on the location, etc., he was thinking it was ovarian cancer. The good news is that my lung tumors appears to still be stable, and my lymph nodes are still within normal range.
Silver lining, people. Silver lining.
Dr. Granick ordered more blood work to test me for the CA 125 levels. This is a marker for ovarian cancer. Normal range is under 30. Mine is at 80.3.
It looks like I'm going to have to change my title to 3 time cancer survivor.
*sigh*
At this point, the only thing that I really know is that I am going to have to have surgery to remove the mass. I have a routine med-onc appointment on Wednesday to meet with Dr. Granick, and he has already scheduled me in with the gynecological oncologist, Dr. Farley, for Thursday morning first thing. I'm assuming that I'll know more on Thursday, and have a better game plan.
I've called people (if I missed you, I apologize...) and most have asked how I'm doing.
Well, I'm pissed. Royally, monumentally pissed. I'm tired. Mentally exhausted. And, I'm ready for the fight.
But, I'm going to need your help. Please....please send up prayers, good mojo, whatever you believe in....my family and I are going to need it. I don't know what 2013 is going to bring, but I'm still hopeful.
As soon as I know more, y'all will know. Meantime, I'm going to do my best to live the hell out of this weekend. I'm going to a formal masquerade ball on Monday night, and I'm determined to have a good time. Wednesday and Thursday are going to come soon enough.
Let's do this....engage, my army! Engage....
As I posted, I had blood drawn for my routine 6-week check-up. I was very much looking forward to celebrating another low CEA, and bidding 2012 goodbye.
Cancer had other plans.
My CEA was up to 3.1. Shit. I immediately went to the clinic, and asked to see a nurse, my doctor - anyone. Within 30 minutes, my port was accessed. Within 90 minutes, I was in the CT machine.
This, my friends, is one of the many blessings of being treated at CTCA.
I decided not to stick around, waiting for results and pacing the floor. I didn't make it ten minutes from the hospital when I took a call from Dr. Granick.
They found a mass in my pelvis, 12 cm/4 inches.
Son of a bitch.
He and I talked, and based on the location, etc., he was thinking it was ovarian cancer. The good news is that my lung tumors appears to still be stable, and my lymph nodes are still within normal range.
Silver lining, people. Silver lining.
Dr. Granick ordered more blood work to test me for the CA 125 levels. This is a marker for ovarian cancer. Normal range is under 30. Mine is at 80.3.
It looks like I'm going to have to change my title to 3 time cancer survivor.
*sigh*
At this point, the only thing that I really know is that I am going to have to have surgery to remove the mass. I have a routine med-onc appointment on Wednesday to meet with Dr. Granick, and he has already scheduled me in with the gynecological oncologist, Dr. Farley, for Thursday morning first thing. I'm assuming that I'll know more on Thursday, and have a better game plan.
I've called people (if I missed you, I apologize...) and most have asked how I'm doing.
Well, I'm pissed. Royally, monumentally pissed. I'm tired. Mentally exhausted. And, I'm ready for the fight.
But, I'm going to need your help. Please....please send up prayers, good mojo, whatever you believe in....my family and I are going to need it. I don't know what 2013 is going to bring, but I'm still hopeful.
As soon as I know more, y'all will know. Meantime, I'm going to do my best to live the hell out of this weekend. I'm going to a formal masquerade ball on Monday night, and I'm determined to have a good time. Wednesday and Thursday are going to come soon enough.
Let's do this....engage, my army! Engage....
Comments:
amyv said...
Praying
for you. You seem to have a great, kick-ass attitude and I hope you are
successful this time too!
December
29, 2012 at 12:38 PM
Thandi said...
12cm!?
That's huge! So glad it hadn't started bothering you.Hope we can get rid of
this new enemy asap and have you staying 'fit' throughout the war.
December
29, 2012 at 12:58 PM
Prayers
and blessings to you.
December
29, 2012 at 1:17 PM
Michelle,
you know you have my prayers. So sorry you have to go through more of this
crap. If anyone can beat this, you can! Keep us posted!
Love and hugs,
Tina
Love and hugs,
Tina
December
29, 2012 at 5:07 PM
Michelle...you
are a strong woman and I know you can fight this. lots of love and prayers from
back home <3
December
29, 2012 at 6:24 PM
Coni Jones said...
Love
you Michelle...praying for you... you are an inspiration...keeping
fighting...never give up!
December
29, 2012 at 7:34 PM
Natteringnic said...
Dammit...this
post has left me speechless. I hate being speechless. I hate cancer even more.
You continue to be an inspiration. I wish I had magical words to make this
ridiculously unfair situation better. But I don't. Keep Hangin' Tough!
December
30, 2012 at 4:55 AM
Michelle.
I have been following your journey and have come to love, admire, and respect
you.....I am a friend of Sharon's.
December
30, 2012 at 3:17 PM
Sending
positive energy your way.
December
30, 2012 at 3:18 PM
Devastated
for you but continue to be inspired by your attitude. Your kids are lucky to
have a kick-ass mom who has silver lining moments ...
Fight the good fight and know there are many of us who have never even met you but are in awe of you and are rooting for your recovery!
Fight the good fight and know there are many of us who have never even met you but are in awe of you and are rooting for your recovery!
December
30, 2012 at 4:42 PM
Oh
my gosh. That's some bull crap! I'm sorry - that sucks SO BAD. I know that
you're a fighter and you're going to give this everything you've got, but good
Lord! I think you deserve a break. Sending prayers and happy thoughts your way.
Stay strong and you'll get through this one too.
January
2, 2013 at 9:36 PM
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