I heard Queen's song today "We will rock you" and I thought it could be a good anthem for my cancer. Except I looked up the lyrics and meaning and it seems to be about 3-chord bands and saying "we will rock you" could mean WE will entertain you unlike those bands. However...I am going to alter this to mean "We will own you" and "We will beat you"... I will beat you cancer. I will own you cancer.
David got home this afternoon. Abby and I both really missed him. We all napped for a bit then David and I snuck out to a late lunch. After a nice lunch we went to Moondance, a little jewelry boutique because I wanted a little evil eye talisman to wear to ward off the bad energy. I selected a delicate Hamsa ("Hand of "G-d") symbol with a blue sapphire for the eye. It hangs so lightly on my wrist and it is a gentle reminder to take a breath, think positive thoughts and move forward.
My mom came over around 4 and Abby started jumping up and down to see "Gamma". Very cute. Abby was showing off all her new words and then a few more words to her vocabulary, that at the moment I cannot remember.
Symptoms wise I am still mainly just tired. I noticed my right ear ringing with a momentary hearing loss but it only happened twice and I'm sure it's probably nothing. Peanut is kicking up a huge storm. He is really just going at my internal organs like he's pissed they are in his way. That's been lots of fun. My hair is starting to shed a lot more. I'm afraid to touch it too much...I do have a LOT of hair so I'm hoping it slowly falls and thins out as opposed to falling out in large clumps (even though I know I'm not that lucky).
I watched the Nina Karp produced breast cancer video and it was really helpful. I want to pass it around to everyone. It was extremely educational. I cried through so much of it but overall it was insightful and helped me understand much more about this disease and about my upcoming journey. One of the women on the video said that the hair falls out at day 20. And it does so in clumps. I'm still crossing my fingers. At the end of the day, I don't care about my stupid hair. I care about my life. The hair will grow back and you know what, the short hair feels real good and is quite easy peasy.
The bites from the other night have turned into two weird blisters and so I'm going to force my way into the dermatologist's office tomorrow. Kristen's Mom Suzanne and and sister Staci called me after Staci talked to a friend who was bit by a brown recluse spider and got some weird rash the started to eat her skin. OMG. So horribly disgusting. My bite doesn't sound that bad and for the love of G-d DON'T EVER look up images of brown recluse spiders when you have a mysterious bug bite. Holy crap on a cracker. I almost vomited in my mouth. I doubt that's what I'm dealing with but I'm just going to make sure everything is OK and check it out anyway... My mom made me laugh when she said "Seriously?!?! A spider in your mouth. That's NEVER happened to me... How did that even happen?"
Lots of stuff this week. Dermatologist tomorrow. Lorraine and Mediation tomorrow. Acupuncture Tuesday. Chemo Thursday. Hydration Friday. Toddler classes. Just another normal week I suppose!
...and when you think WE Will Rock You, remember, it's you and an army of all of the rest of us - David, Abby, your Mom and sis, our Mom, Trish, Me, and your army of amazing friends. You have an all-star team to support you in this, and when it gets you down, one of us will step up and keep moving you forward. So it really is "WE" rocking this cancer's butt.
ReplyDelete