I just returned home from an adventure that included 17 members of my family gathering for a remarkable 5 days in Oakley, Utah on a ranch.
Everyday included adventures such as white water rafting, skeet shooting, horseback riding and just about anything the 17 of us could think of doing while gathering at Twilight Moon Ranch.
I relished every moment with my own family, so happy that my three children could be together with their grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins, playing like they did when they were younger.
And there was no talk of cancer.
I was free, not from chemo and side effects, but from thinking about it.
Sure there was some long naps and some queasy moments, but not once did I think I was a weak link, nor did anyone else.
We hadn’t even left when talk of where our next adventure would be, because for all of us, no matter what each one of us is going through…
It’s all about family.
It really does see us through.
It only took, a week and a half, two phone calls, a text, a ton of worry and one visit to my Doctor to finally get the results of my Bone Marrow Biopsy.
The new test can track all the way to residual sequences detected per million nucleated cells and I have 2,799 lingering F***ers per million cells still residing somewhere in my body.
This new test concludes that I have not achieved remission, but hold your horses, that’s not what the standard test reveals, so we are going with that.
My Doctor along with other clinicians still do not know what to do with these new detailed test except to up our chemo doses and hope that in 6 months I will have another Bone Marrow Biopsy that will be clear.
And I am relieved.
I’d like to hear that no cancer can be detected, but I am one of the lucky ones. My body has responded to a Stem Cell Transplant and being on a chemo maintenance program, so there is so much to be grateful for.
I just refuse to give those residual F***ers any more of my energy, instead focusing on what a miracle the rest of my good cells are.
So here’s to hope for a great future and I’m thinking a new pair of shoes, to celebrate that this fashionista still has many new outfits ahead!
There’s a day each one of us cancer patients dreads…
Bone Marrow Biopsy Day!
A procedure where they drill down into your hip bone to retrieve marrow and possibly a fragment of bone for testing to see if there are any cancer cells creeping around in your system.
I’ve had too many to count. Some I’ve chosen to be knocked out for, some with oral drugs, but all with the same anxiety that seems to creep up on me when I’m due for one.
I’m not sure if all my anxiety is from the prospect of having a drill penetrate my bone or that in a few weeks I’ll have the results.
City Of Hope now has the technology to test all the way to the molecule, so in a few weeks I will know if the 19 molecules out of a million cells I was told I had before will have been killed off by the amount of chemo I’ve been taking.
I use to wish away weeks to get to what I wanted before, I try not to do that anymore as each week is so precious to me now.
So while it’s the waiting that is the hardest part right now, I’m going to enjoy each day, keep a positive attitude and maybe only call a few times this week to see if the results are in.