Left warm, sunny Los Angeles for cold, rainy Houston…wow, what a difference. But, unlike July when just walking into Anne and Clark’s house sent me back to the uncertainty of my treatment days, all I felt when we walked in tonight was peace and joy and safety and love. This house was truly a sanctuary for us for many months…and I’m still filled with gratitude to Anne and Clark for welcoming us and making us feel at home.
Tomorrow I have blood work and a CT scan. That will fill the day. It’s Jerry’s birthday and he’ll spend it hanging out at Anderson. He’s certainly done a lot of that this year. He’s going to celebrate plenty this year though. We went out to dinner with Sean and Carly last night, will probably pick up lasagna at a nearby restaurant for tomorrow night, Anne’s planning a birthday dinner when they get in this week and then we’ll celebrate with the Littles some time over the Thanksgiving holiday.
Tuesday I’ve got an echocardiogram and some other cardio stuff….Not exactly sure what that’s all about. I remember the doctor saying something about chemo and radiation possibly doing a number on your heart so they would check me once a year. At least I think that’s what they said.
I’ve started my list of questions. Why an echocardiogram? What exactly does the CT scan check (why did I need a mammo this summer …wouldn’t the CT scan have seen something?) When can I get rid of my port? What would have happened if I hadn’t had the surgery (no regrets…just wondering if someone asked me whether to have it or not, if I’d recommend it if they finished treatment with no evidence of cancer)
My friend, Mary Anne, has Stage 4 lung cancer. It’s breaking my heart. She’s in New York City and will begin chemo at Sloane Kettering next Friday. And she’s started a blog. I suggested she think about it…It keeps you connected to the people you love and keeps them informed and is wonderful therapy (if you like to write, anyway) If anyone wants to follow it, let me know and I’ll send you the link. But please keep her in your thoughts and prayers. She’s got a long, hard journey ahead.