Saturday, September 18, 2010

Mind Freak

I've actually had writer's block since I first got word,
that the pathologist first diagnosis was completely absurd.
Living with "cancer" for the past 3 weeks was emotionally draining.
Now to learn it's benign....that's great, I'm not complaining.
But what an incredible Mind Freak, to prepare for this voyage,
the flood of emotions from despair to self pity to courage.

I know I should feel elated, jubilant, overwhelming relief.
But I am just short on emotions, this has been beyond belief.
I am greatly relived that this journey is nearly over
and as a result has brought my friends and family closer.

To those that love me and offered what ever I needed.
I can't begin to thank you, all your prayers have succeeded.
So I guess I'll have to rename my blog, Dancer will be retired.
Rhymes with Pre-Menopause? Or something more inspired?

Thank you to all my family and friends for the outpouring of emotional support.
I am truly in your debt and please call me if you ever need anything.

Monday, September 13, 2010

Waiting game

It's been a while since I've blogged, I owe an update.
The jury is still out, so now I sit here and wait.
Someone looked real hard and thinks the tissue is benign.
That could explain why I have always felt fine.
It appears no one can agree, I'm a matter of debate.
Yet, I can say I've been to Harvard, but didn't graduate.
My tissues were sent to to that great Boston college
to see if it is truly cancer we should acknowledge.
My surgery has been canceled, until further review
we'll wait on pathology, then we'll decide what to do.
So I sit and I wait, I wait and I sit.
I should be more hopeful, but I'm tired of this shit.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Tricia's Stand | Stand Up To Cancer

I have started a team to raise lots of money,
because there is much to do, its not even funny.
They've raised lots money for research and grants,
so I am doing my part since I've now joined the dance.
Everyone's told me "let me know if there's a thing I can do!"
Put your money where your mouth is and give a buck or 2.
I know the economy has tanked, no one's a Bill Gates
Do what you can, if you can, any amount would be greats!


please click this link  -->  Tricia's Stand | Stand Up To Cancer    

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Second Opinion Blues

Went to Moffitt today, it was nice, even charming.
But damn if the news wasn't just as alarming.
Doc One and Doc Two must have gone to the same school,
same diagnosis, same treatment, I felt like a fool.

Due to the rare nature, my case is not clear
It's the unknown,  the not sures, that I've come to fear.
Yet I have resigned to the fact surgery is my fate
and will accept the 21st as the scheduled date.

So comparing apples to apples, both the just the same
Same credentials, experience, just a different name.
Morton Plant here I come, warm fuzzies or not.
Doc 2 was really nice, but he sure blinked a lot.

We now return you to the non-rhyming portion of the blog.....

So in all seriousness,  I had come to expect the same answers and treatment plan before I went to Moffitt.   I was hoping the Dr. had a less invasive treatment plan, but that is just not in the cards for me.  The suspected tumor near the spleen, the hysterectomy and omentectomy are all reasons to do the full abdominal surgery.  As both docs explained it... since I was such an unusual case they need to get in and find out where the cancer originates, where else it may be and where it could go.  This will also allow them to feel around and possibly find something they could miss just using a laparoscope.  As much as I don't like it, it is my only option since there are so many unknowns.

I haven't really cried in a few days.   I am not sure if it is true acceptance or I am just numb.   Today I was in a pretty good mood, goofy even.   Joking around, singing and doing silly dances.  My co-workers wanted to know what the doctor gave me...no, not drugs.  Nothing really,  just a sense that this was the best course of action and that this would help me lead a longer life.  I don't know what the next few weeks will bring me, but I plan on enjoying them as much as I can.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Me, speechless??

I am so grateful for the outpouring of support and love I have received.
Knowing I have so many friends and family behind me is the best possible medicine.
Thank you!!!!

Every little note, I will certainly treasure.
Your support,  it goes beyond measure.
Encouragement and love are the wind in my sail,
Cancer will not win, with you... I'll prevail.

Friday, August 27, 2010

Haiku - by request

Second opinion?
Wanting, hoping, better news,
needing a better answer.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Are you F'n kidding?

When I went to Doc Cure-me this morning, I was filled with hope.
"I'll take my hysterectomy now", he looked at the scan and said nope.
Seem theres a blip, an anomaly that we just cant finger.
It's a tumor, probably the problem, so it just can't linger.

What happened to caught it early? What happened to all my luck?
Unknown tumor near my spleen, are you kidding?  What the fuck?
"True, it's odd this happened, you are an unusual case
but to find the right answers I'll need all kinds of space."

"You will be filleted like a fish, carved like a ham.
I'll scoop out your innards and remove what I can.
The best way to treat this is to pull it all out."
Are you F'n kidding?  No other way? I wanted to shout!

I wasn't expecting this, this is not such great news.
I thought being spayed would be "paying my dues"
The news was shocking but not nearly as much as this answer...
"it is probably a mutated form of breast cancer."

I am scared and I am mad,  I can't get my head around this,
I suppose I am lucky and should be glad that they found this.
I'm finding it hard to be optimistic and not sure just what to do
I suppose I'll call another doc for opinion number two.