Sprinkled February

Posted: February 28th, 2011 | Author: | Filed under: Uncategorized | 2 Comments »

::: Cancer Girl rolls the tuning knobs on the ’30’s style radio … still static, no reception.
!!! WACK !!!
Finally, “The Adventures of an Audacious Cancer Warrior” channel comes in loud and clear :::
 

    Today is the last day of February, 2011. It’s proven itself to be a month that was sprinkled with several poignant moments and quite a few challenges.

    A year ago on February 2nd, I had my yearly mammogram done. On the 4th the Radiologist requested I come in for some close-up x-rays — my birthday. That was the day I saw, up close, a jagged, alien looking white shadow staring back at me from an x-ray. It was the day that my whole consciousness, once again, was thrust into a metamorphosis.
    This year, I did my darnedest not to be in a doctor’s office on my birthday. I even rearranged my saline injection schedule so I wouldn’t be in one on that day. So much for well laid plotting and planning.
    At 1:30 a.m on Friday, on my birthday, I woke up doubled over with severe pain in my bladder and urethra and unable to pass any fluids. Dagnabit, I still ended up in a doctor’s office. And, long story short, over this entire month, several urine catches have showed no signs of infection, only blood. An ultrasound showed no signs of a kidney or bladder stone. Yet, the symptoms have became a month long, persistent, painful problem — and until literally today, not solved.
    My Honey and his three minions weren’t able to come visit me for my birthday over the weekend, due to the untimely death of one of my Honey’s childhood friends. The girl’s were terribly disappointed. So was I. Although it was a good lesson for the girl’s — honoring a friend’s life far outweighs celebrating a birthday.
    As an adult birthday’s haven’t felt all that poignant anymore. Just another year. But even while in severe pain, alone, on my birthday, this year felt deeply poignant. And, probably not for the reason one would think — because it marked the year anniversary of learning I had cancer.

    Instead it ended up feeling deeply poignant because I was getting to celebrate another year of life! I have been given a gift, through all the efforts of my medical support team, a 90% chance (per boob) of survival!
    Later in the month, on Presidents’ Day weekend, I finally got to celebrate my birthday with my Honey, the girls, my Dad and Stepmom. It was so wonderful to be surrounded by, and share a delicious meal with, my family. For sure another Chocolate Mousse Moment in life to savor.
    St. Valentine’s Day comes and goes without much fanfare for my Honey and me. We make a point of purposely telling each other, “I love you” every single day. We also make a point of doing loving and kind things for each other throughout the year.  Other than my usual yearly rant about how despicable the pressure on people to buy overly inflated stuff to “prove” that you love somebody on THAT day is — it passes by without much fuss. Yet, I got a wonderful love note this year.
    My Ladybug, now seven years old, wrote me a note on my computer that I stumbled upon a few days after Presidents’ Day. It will forever remain far more meaningful to me than any Valentine card she could ever give me. She wrote: “I love you soooooooo much because you are sooooooooo nice to me because you love me.”
    What a wonderful love note to stumble upon, a note written from the heart.
    The mysterious non-UTI stuff wasn’t my only challenge for the month though. These temporary boobs are a pain — literally. There is no give to them at all and it makes getting any decent sleep very difficult. Here’s a phone conversation with one of my Heart Sisters that might better explain it.

Bonnie: So, what do they feel like then?
Me: Well? Okay, take two quarts of ice cream, freeze them until they’re frozen extra, extra hard. Then, duct tape them to your chest and try to sleep.
Bonnie: [long pause, mild Jersey accent, faked dumbness in voice] Wadda ya do when the ice cream melts?
Me: [long pause, deep desire to bang head on a desk, answers in comedic rapid fired, mock rage] Then eat all the ice cream first, fill the containers with sand, duct tape them to yourself and THEN try to sleep!!
Bonnie: [hysterically laughs AT me]
Me: And you wonder why I call you an Idiotstick???
Bonnie: [still hysterically laughing AT me]

     The last week of this month found me in bed with a head/chest cold, run your body over with a Mack truck type flu bug. I can still barely squeak out a raspy voice. [Yes, I believe my Honey might secretly consider this as being somewhat of a verbal vacation.]
    Today, the 28th, the last day of this month, brought some answers and some sweet kindness though.
    While doing some Google research on what could be causing my mystery UTI  like and painful bladder symptoms I stumbled across an answer. Apparently the new drug for my Fibro, Savella, can cause internal bleeding and is known to cause bladder problems. I’m terribly saddened to hear this, but am highly relieved to have found the answer so that I may finally start getting relief.
    When I read that information on a medical web site today I literally squeaked out, “I’m NOT crazy!”
    Yeah, even Billy Boy gave me a, “Yeah right, Mom” look.
    Yesterday, Sharleen got me a gallon of  milk and this afternoon my Dad insisted upon doing a TLC grocery story run for me. He also brought me goodies like boxes of Kleenex, Vick’s Vapo Rub and a loaf of his homemade whole wheat bread. I’m so well loved!
    Needless to say, I’m so, so, SO glad this sprinkled month is D-O-N-E, done.

::: Announcer lilts: “Next month’s adventures will be over-expanding the temp implants
in preparation for the perm implants! Stay tuned for more fun, boys & girls!! :::
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2 Comments on “Sprinkled February”

  1. 1 jayedee said at 7:29 pm on March 3rd, 2011:

    ok…so i duct taped containers of sand to my chest and the cat shit in them overnight.

    next?

  2. 2 Chérie said at 10:08 pm on March 5th, 2011:

    ::: crack'n up laughing ::: Jayedee, then you MUST be a super sound sleeper!!! I sleep on my side and tummy, toss and turn a lot — hence my not getting much good quality sleep in the past 1-1/2 months now.