Today I had my 6th radiation treatment, and they took a quick scan and blood test. I was still in and out of the office in under 40 minutes! Since last week, I’ve been feeling better and having more energy. Once we got the steroid dosage correct, most of my nauseau, headaches and all of the vomitting went away. I’m tired most of the time, and I don’t have near the energy that I normally have…but that is expected. I can function at a normal level as long as I rest. The steroids that I’m on for swelling have made it difficult to sleep at night, especially after they doubled the dose. Last Thursday I started taking something to help me sleep, and it made a huge difference. Although, last night I scared Mark and Whitney before I went to bed because they said I was groggy, stumbling around and not understanding them. I don’t remember any of this, but I trust Mark to be honest. He called the doctor because he was worried, and they told him the sleeping pill would cause the symptoms. They put me in bed and I slept until morning. When I woke up, I felt great, so it must have been the sleeping pill. Mark was worried, but he did a great job of taking care of me. We sat and talked about the incident this morning, and I saw the worry in his eyes. I won’t be taking my sleeping pill anymore until I’m ready to fall into bed.
We had a great weekend (without treatment) around our family. This was Whitney’s last weekend at home, and she spent extra time with us to work around the house and get ice cream together. We will really miss her when she moves out, but we’re very excited about her future marriage and life with Nick. He’s going to make a great addition to our family, too!
This will be a busy week, too. I see Dr. Aggarwal tomorrow to learn if I’ll still have chemotherapy or try something else, and Mark is going with me. On Thursday, Whitney and I are getting her bridal portraits taken, and we’ll include a few of the two of us before my hair falls out! This weekend is Women of Faith, which I hope to attend as much as possible. Then Sunday we have a McBride shower for Whitney, and Mark and I will celebrate our 12th wedding anniversary.
I attended the wedding of my cousin, Jean Seila, on Saturday, and it was beautiful. The minister talked about the passion, commitment and perserverance of marriage as he challenged the couple. After 12 years of marriage to Mark, I am honestly more in love with him than the first day we met (and I fell pretty fast!). He is a wonderful husband, father, friend, caregiver, and provider for all of us, but he always makes me feel special no matter what he’s going through. People have told me that they see a purpose in my eyes and a will to survive…that I’m a fighter. That will comes from Mark. When we first learned that I had cancer in 2003, he told me not to stop being fiesty now, and I’ve never forgotten that. What you see in my eyes, besides my obvious love of God and life, is the love of a wonderful man. He’s my strength every day, and I’m the luckiest girl in the world to be his wife.
I love you, Mark. Happy Anniversary on Sunday. I can’t wait for dinner at the Cork-n-Cleaver with you!
Sandy