On Monday I had my port-a-cath removed. I remember the day it was placed, when so many of you prayed for me. To me having the catheter placed felt like the final straw...no one was going to call and tell me they had made a mistake and I didn’t actually have cancer. It was a done deal and I was moving forward. Having it removed feels like the opposite moment. My medical team is sure there is no cancer in my body and I have no need for a port-a-cath anymore. It really is the end of this season. You all have so faithfully prayed me to this point. Seventeen months ago I couldn’t even imagine this day, much less the twists and turns it took to get here. But, here I am. Thank you for being a part of this journey.
Since my last infusion on December 7th I’ve been recovering strength, sleeping better, and generally gaining health. I continue to work on the neuropathy in my feet in several ways, but I’m told that just takes time. My CAT scan and MRI came back normal, as well as all of my bloodwork. In January I began to have migraine like headaches, but I have narrowed this down to jaw clenching - which I probably have been doing since cancer started. So, I am working on resolving that as well. As I’ve ended the physical part of my treatments I’ve started to work on the emotional toll that having cancer has taken. I appreciate your prayers as I work through the internalized stress and trauma. I still have a few more tests and appointments to go - mostly with other providers that I see who want to make sure I am well on my way to recovery.
Hopefully I won’t have much to post on CaringBridge from now on. I’ll miss seeing your encouragement, but am thankful that I won’t have much to report. I’m headed towards a full recovery and I know that it is because you have been in my corner. You’ve cheered me on, prayed for me, and been exceedingly generous to me and my family. Everyone should be a blessed as I’ve been by your love and concern. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you!
