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How it all started...July, 2016 We returned from the annual summer celebrations at Summerfest and the Boathouse. I just didn't feel well. So, being the self-diagnoser, I decided to check in early with my endocrinologist about my Type II Diabetes. I had lost a lot of weight, much of it with hard work. But all of a sudden my weight was just dropping on its own. I guessed that with all the weight loss, my diabetes meds (Jardiance and Trulicity) might be too strong. What happened next was (and is) mind boggling. The doc sent me for immediate blood work and scheduled me for CT scans of my chest, abdomen and pelvis. I had no idea what he thought might be there. But I found out. A few days later, the day of the scans, the doc called me several times to come in. I never received those calls until later as we were out with our granddaughters visiting from Chicago. So the next morning I asked Duane to keep an eye on the girls while I went to see what was up with the Doctor. We all know that doctors don't call unless there's something. When I arrived at the office I was ushered into the exam room almost instantly. He passed me copies of the lab tests. They actually didn't show much. Then his voice dropped and he handed me the radiologist report from the scans. He looked at me and said, "Meg, I'm sorry to tell you, you have a cancer in your pancreas." I walked out of the office, got in the car and called Duane. The shock was real. I was numb. I read and re-read the radiologist report. Advanced (metastatic)intraductal adenocarcinoma. And it had already spread, creating little nodules in my lungs. But the best news was that there was nothing in my liver, stomach, gall bladder or lymph. Ok, I have this diagnosis. I also have my granddaughters ages 10 and 8 at the house for their big week with Grammy & Grampa. I wasn't ready to discuss it with anyone. I certainly wasn't going to tell the girls anything! We had a big week planned. And you can bet I was going to make it a great one!We sent my test results to Kristyn and Jason. The reactions were as you would expect from our very, very close family. Kristyn almost immediately kicked into action and called Dr Rishi Lulla, pediatric neuro-oncologist and super close friend. I talked with him too. He was able to contact MD Anderson in Houston on my behalf. He spoke with the pancreatic specialists and had me scheduled there a week later. That's the back story. Here is where my story really begins. I think it's appropriate that I'm calling this journal, "Meg's Cruise".