Another one

 In 2002 long before  Cowden’s Syndrome I had early stage breast cancer in the left breast

The breast cancer was treated with a lumpectomy radiation and five long years of horrible medicine.

Eleven years later I get these purple lumps in my radiated breast. Theses lumps appear, continue to grow and are tender to the touch.

 Last Halloween I had a lump under the left breast. Everything came back ok.

This time I had a mammogram in early October. Everything was good.

Since I had a mammogram less than a month ago I didn’t need another one.

But the ultrasound of the lump said its the same thing I had last year.

The surgeon called the lump an atypical lesion that has to come out. So I have an outpatient procedure Dec 6th to take the lump out.

The surgeons nurse agreed with Dave cancer doesn’t grow that fast.

But the lump still has to come out.

Tomorrow

I am not sure where to start. I haven’t written in a long time.

Maybe ten days to two weeks after my doctor’s appointment with the breast specialist, I was getting dressed and thought I felt something.

Now this is after having a good mammogram and the breast ultrasound.

So I felt again and there it was. This lump looked bruised and was on the breast.

A week went by and the lump is still there. I sleep on my stomach so it takes awhile to get comfortable.

Last week I called the breast specialist. I talked to her nurse. I  showed it to the cancer doctor during my appointment last Thursday.

He looked at it did an exam and said he had never seen anything like that before.

He got me a same day appointment with my breast surgeon. Her office called, canceled my appointment and suggested I see the breast specialist.

My breast specialist is out of the country. I tried seeing another doctor in her office once, she was nice, but didn’t want to see me because of the Cowden’s.

So tomorrow I have a mammogram, and breast ultrasound before seeing the breast surgeon. Dave says pretty soon I’m going to glow.

Should have wore my lucky pink underwear!,

 Yesterday was October 10th. Its breast cancer awareness month and I saw my breast specialist.

I saw her in July she did the exam. I was scheduled for a mammogram, but she wanted me to return in October to get back to having six month screenings.

That was ok mammograms are not fun so I rescheduled.

It’s a forty-five minute drive to her office. But she knows her stuff. I met her at a hereditary colon cancer awareness day two years ago.

Seeing her I can see the doctor, have the mammogram, ultrasound if needed and leave with an answer.

The techs that work there are really good.

So the doctor comes in. She is talking about this years colon cancer awareness day. I did not attend.

One hundred families attended but no one had Cowden’s.

Right in the middle of the breast exam she finds a lump. It’s on the left breast, the breast that had cancer.

The more she feels the lump, the more it hurts. She said it’s probably nothing but circles the lump and says they will do a picture of the lump.

I will have an ultrasound today of the lump just to make sure.  After getting a circle of the lump off I go to another waiting room for the mammogram.

After looking at two magazines it’s finally my turn. The mammogram is typical, but the extra picture hurts.

Then I go next door for the ultrasound. The ultrasound turned out fine. I heard my doctor checking on me as I was walking out, one of the last to leave.

She smiled and shook my hand.

One of the office workers has a service dog. I thought she trained service dogs. Yesterday I found out the dog is her service dog.

She was in the Army. I left the office knowing traffic would be terrible, but with good news.

I have worn pink underwear for all of my doctor’s appointment for a while. Theos appointments went well. No cancer scares.

Yesterday I didn’t wear the pink underwear. I had another cancer scare.

Monday I see the thyroid doctor. Yes I am wearing my pink underwear.

Ring the Bell

Shirt and bell from Race with Grace

Shirt and bell from Race with Grace

I came from a swimming family. So much so that one year my mom was the swim coach.

One thing she talked about but never got to do was fire the gun to start the race.

 Early Sunday morning  Sunday September 21 we rang the bell to start the race. .

 It was the tenth Race with Grace. The Race with Grace was started to honor a local woman who passed away of breast cancer.

She had three children.

The Race with Grace foundation helps families with basic living expenses while going through cancer treatment.

The foundation made a house payment in 2009 when I was going through colon  cancer treatment.

There help was really appreciated.

Dave and I met a lady whose husband had just passed of kidney cancer. The first woman mayor had just passed after her four-year fight with lung cancer.

Before the start of the race a bagpipes played Amazing Grace for everyone who had lost there fight with cancer.

My dad lost his fight with colon cancer in the 70′s. His friends started a race in his honor.

The whole thing got me a little misty.

It was an honor to be part of the tenth Race with Grace.

October art exhibit

Christmas tree

Christmas tree

When I first joined the art league the plan was to show some of my work in two shows.

The shows at the Medina Country club are theme shows. I picked the October show. They wanted pictures of Christmas or snow,

My first attempt was this Christmas tree. The three was from when my kids were little. I didn’t care for the package by the tree,

it wasn’t Christmas red.

Christmas tree with gold drapes

Christmas tree with gold drapes

 

My next attempt was a Christmas tree from when I was a kid. We always strung cranberries for the tree.

I started to make the skirt on the angel on the top of the tree but it turned into a star instead.

My house growing up was decorated with antiques. So my moms color choice for drapes was gold.

So I attempted snow. This is the golf course by my cousin’s house. My first attempt at pastel landscapes.

I like it better than the trees. So this is my picture for the October exhibit.

Massillon golf course

Massillon golf course

Broken toes and the fair

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Believe it or not I am getting over breaking two toes. One on each foot.

I have broken toes before but not two and not on both feet. So I have had a painful time getting around.

During all of this I found a spot on the bottom of my foot that looks a lot like my AVM. Have not made the doctor’s appointment yet.

Our county fair was last week. We went early and listened to the free music. I had three pictures in the fair.

Two pastels and a watercolor. The watercolor of our backyard trees got third place. One pastel of Dave got second.

My other picture got first. So I did good.

I got 2nd place in the pastel other division

I got 2nd place in the pastel other division

The Band Perry played Thursday night. We had tickets. Good concert, next time we need seats farther back.

We looked at some our the animals. I took some good animal pictures for upcoming pictures.

Ron this is for you. This is the picture that got first in the non professional landscape division.

This picture took first in the pastel landscape division

This picture took first in the pastel landscape division

Class reunion

Obie the high school mascot

Obie the high school mascot

Well I can cross off class reunions from the bucket list.  No I’m not trying to be funny.

I went to my first high school class reunion ever.

It was a birthday party theme picnic style. At least it was free.

Back in high school I was the quiet one. Didn’t have lots of friends but the friends I had were good people.

After high school I finished cosmetology school and got my licenses. Then left for Navy boot camp. Found out I passé in boot camp.

My brother said class reunions are what you make them. My mother liked going to hers.

So I tried. I talked and I made an effort. People remembered me and came over to say hi.

But it was not fun.  But I tried. My daughter says she will not attend her class reunion till I go to mine.

Well Now she has to go.