Journal Entry for October 13, 2007
Well, sadly I am no longer a caregiver. My grandother died last night. She was in the hospital for two weeks fighting hard for her …
is feeling Horrible
I am an ovarian cancer survivor. I just finished my chemo on June 28, 2007. Tests say I'm cancer free. My hair is growing back and I feel great. School just started recently so I'm back as a substitute teacher. While recouperating from my cancer surgery, my grandfather, whom I was extremely close to and living with to take care of, passed away.
Currently coordinating a meal ministry program at my church.
Well, sadly I am no longer a caregiver. My grandother died last night. She was in the hospital for two weeks fighting hard for her …
I had chemo last Wed and Thursday, so I'm writing this later than usual. I just didn't feel up to writing before. It just so …
I only update this thing during chemo days. I read everyone else's journals on my list...but I just dont post. I guess you could say …
Well, I got good news and bad news. The bad news is that I have to have two more treatments. The good news is that I'm going to wait until after …
Well, I finaly puked. I haven't had any puking until now, after my 3rd chemo treatment. I really wanted to get through this whole process being …
Hey good looking - miss you! quote of the day: Being happy doesn't mean everything's perfect. It means you've decided to see beyond the imperfections. xo Sandi
Here are some Spring Flowers for you! Spring has peeked its tenative head out here in Pittsburgh. Hope you have a Great Week. - Julie
Hello! Enjoy the afternoon.
Have a HAPPY EASTER. Here are some Spring Flowers for you.
Here is a hug, haven't heard from you in a while. Hope all is well and you just have been busy and not needed support. Have a great weekend. - Julie
I lost my grandfather on January 27, 2007. I had been living with him and my grandmother to help take care of them. I had surgery to remove ovarian cancer on Jan. 11. I have been living with my parents while recuperating. I knew that when I moved back with my grandparents that my Pap would be gone. He had gone downhill quickly in the last 2 months before his death. We were all around him when he died. I got there just in time to see him take his last breath.
Everything happened so fast. I went into the ER with tremendous pain. I hesitated for 6 days b/c I didn't have insurance. They found a large mass. Scheduled surgery a week later. They took out a basketball size tumor, found it cancerous, so did a hysterectomy. Soon, I'll be starting chemo for measures of precaution.
I'm 27, but since my college days (8-9 years ago), I always felt that I would eventually adopt children. I recently had a hysterectomy to remove cancer, so now, it is inevitable that I will adopt. I'm not ready yet, but eventually will be. I mostly see this as a sign that my intentions were right.
It's just Gram and I now. Pap passed on January 27, 2007. She's not as much to handle by herself. I miss my Pap though.