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This is not the update I wanted to give you...

 It has been a long and rough 24 hours. Around 9am every morning, many staffers go to Corner Books to get coffee. Like any other Thursday, we were talking about things. There were pockets of conversations going on. My phone rang. I knew. I knew the number. I knew the results. I knew how the conversation was going to go.  How could I have gone from feeling on top of the world and running a half marathon less than a month ago to this? GUT PUNCH! My CEA which was 5.5 at diagnosis and averaged 1.6 this past year was now at 6.8 My CA-125 which had never been done was 80. Normal is 0-35 I am still waiting on the results of the signatera test.  All of my other blood work was normal. Now for the hard part. I have 2 pelvic masses. One is 6.5cm x 3.8cm x 4.5 cm. The other is a 1.5 cm nodule. I also have a liver nodule that is 1.5cm x 1.3 cm.  Surgery is off the table. My oncologist wants to biopsy the 1.5 pelvic nodule and start chemo to "control it." No options after that wer...

Time for my Prayer Warriors Again!

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 So, I have had a whirlwind of a few days. If you remember way back in December, I had a clear CT. Also, at that time I was having some pain. After the clear scans the doctor said it was likely muscular. This was not a crazy idea since I was working my core pretty hard in November and had just started running again to prepare for the half marathon. The pain wasn't constant, it was just annoying. Well the annoying got worse. I would carry my heating pad from room to room. It never really made a difference though. It was pretty steady in relation to pain and coming and going. I had taken time off from core and strength training while working up to the half marathon. I added some pretty intense core work back the last few weeks when we were frozen. Well, that amped up my pain. It hurts pretty bad and all of the time. I just had a feeling...and that feeling is that it wasn't muscular.  Last week I scheduled an appointment with my PCP. She did labs, but was leaning more toward dive...

A New Test

 So, if you remember way back at the end of November when I got my blood test results, I kind of spiraled though all of the aches and pains that I had bee feeling? Well, I still have the nagging lower abdominal pain. I brought it up to my oncologist in December, but given all of the test results, plus my activity, she concluded it was muscular. Well, here we are in the final days of January and the pain is still present and more so than it was last month. At this point, I have no idea which doctor to call first. I scheduled an appointment with my primary. She is the one who insisted, despite my lack of symptoms other than anemia, lack of family history, and lack of risk factors was insistent I get a colonoscopy because she was concerned I had colon cancer way back in APRIL 2024. I obviously didn't take her seriously initially. We talked through my symptoms and activity. Her first thought was possibly diverticulitis. Given my history (Yes, I am so over those words), she wanted to do...

I ran the Houston Half Marathon!

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I feel like I have been waiting for this event all year! Well, truthfully, I am not sure If I was waiting for it or dreading it. This is one of those things that was a "promise" to Samantha      after I woke up from surgery. I had a million reasons to not run this half and no one would have thought of me as weak or a quitter. However, I refuse to let cancer rob me of one of the things that I used to love to do. Yes, I am a crazy person that used to love running. This past year, it has been more of a love/hate relationship. I love to be able to run, but hated the toll it took on my body. I loved the runners high, but hated the aches and pains that should not have been. I loved getting out there and just feeling free, but I hated when my body failed me.  I guess I really started training in late August after the wedding. It was slow, but went well. I turned into a 5am runner. That was difficult. For the most part it went ok. My body was not adjusting well. Some days we...

An update of sorts...

 Today someone mentioned that I haven't given an update and requested that I do one. I had to look to see when I posted last. It was the scan result. I met with my doctor a few days after. She was pleased with my results and mentioned that sometimes the signatera number can fluctuate. Based on my research, it doesn't really. It can fluctuate based on how many cells that contain tumor DNA are floating in the body. However, my researching did tell me that with a number as low as mine, my body could fight off and kill whatever was attempting to grow. In my mind that could explain fluctuating. I have decided to not repeat the test this month. I will wait until late January or February. I am going to live my life like I have clear scans. I am going to celebrate Christmas with my family, Hannah's birthday, Samantha's birthday, and run a half marathon before I even think about doing the test again.  This past Friday, I had my port flush and blood work. Everything was normal. T...

The results are in!

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  That was fast! My heart rate jumped to 150 when I saw the results where in! I laugh/cried when I saw the doctors comment before I read anything. I know that the positive signatera result means there is something, but it is too small to be seen on scans right. now. Y'all this is such a God thing! Let me back up and let you in on how the day went. I showed up, pulled out my laptop and started working. I knew I was going to be waiting over an hour, because I had to drink the contrast. I busted out some good work during that time. It kept me focused and not thinking about why I was there. They called me back to place the IV. This is where things went sideways. The paramedic said my veins are rolling veins. Um...they are not. She couldn't get the IV into the very obvious vein. Thankfully, she quit trying. I wouldn't give her my other arm. Not because I didn't trust her...ok maybe a little, but because since 2018 only 3 people have ever been successful doing anything on tha...

Tomorrow is test day!

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Tomorrow is the big day. I am hesitant to say that it will change the course of my life. Well, tomorrow won't, but what my CT Scan shows will.  At this point I don't really even know what to wish for. I desperately have been praying for clear scans. My scans can be clear, but I know there is cancer somewhere in my body. Clear scans mean it is just too small to be seen and we keep looking for it. Maybe it will be so slow growing that it won't appear for months. I have also been praying that if something is there, it will small and be something that can easily be zapped or taken out. I guess those two scenarios are the best. I do not want to see results that my insides are filled with cancer and nothing can be done. I still don't know if I will get to meet with my doctor this week. I guess I will call tomorrow instead of relying on MyChart.  I will likely have my results pop up at some point on Thursday. I have been second guessing everything over the last few days. I hav...