Monday, August 27, 2012
Eighth Entry - The Big Move!
My daughter and I had planned to hit the road tomorrow, Tuesday 8/28/2012 but some ill tempered storm named Isaac changed our plans a bit. We are leaving on Wednesday a.m. 8/29 for a three day driving experience the likes of which we have never experienced. I will do most of the driving - yeah, a 14' U-Haul Truck towing our new (old) SUV behind. We will still experience some of the storm, indirectly. Please pray for our safety and easy adaptation to a new place. This has taken most of my available funds but the sacrifice is for the better. May God richly Bless you all for your love and moral support.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Seventh Entry - You MUST read this blog!
If you are new to my blog, it would help you understand what is and has been going on. So please start reading from my first entry and continue sequentially.
For my faithful readers, this is the news you have been Praying for!
Social Security declared me disabled! I got some back payments which has paid a nice 1992 GMC Jimmy 4WD. I found it on Craigslist for the exact price I was looking for. I shopped for two weeks until God led me to this deal.
God has also blessed me with the ability to outright purchase a used mobile home in a very nice senior park. It is several states away and near a cancer treatment center I have been referred to. My daughter will be moving with me as my caregiver and angel.
PRAISE GOD!!
Thank you all for your Prayers and good wishes.
Now you see what your Faith has accomplished and I am eternally grateful for your moral and spiritual support. Without your help, I would have probably gone to that dark place which isn't a good place for me. I intend to continue on with this blog to share God's Blessings.
Please continue to share my blog with your friends and keep me in your thoughts and Prayers.
For my faithful readers, this is the news you have been Praying for!
Social Security declared me disabled! I got some back payments which has paid a nice 1992 GMC Jimmy 4WD. I found it on Craigslist for the exact price I was looking for. I shopped for two weeks until God led me to this deal.
God has also blessed me with the ability to outright purchase a used mobile home in a very nice senior park. It is several states away and near a cancer treatment center I have been referred to. My daughter will be moving with me as my caregiver and angel.
PRAISE GOD!!
Thank you all for your Prayers and good wishes.
Now you see what your Faith has accomplished and I am eternally grateful for your moral and spiritual support. Without your help, I would have probably gone to that dark place which isn't a good place for me. I intend to continue on with this blog to share God's Blessings.
Please continue to share my blog with your friends and keep me in your thoughts and Prayers.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Sixth Entry - American Cancer Society
I thought I would share with you all my experience with the American Cancer Society.
When I found out I had Stage 2 Invasive Ductal Carcinoma, it was mid-August, 2010. I was inundated with papers and "information". One of the papers I filled out was a request to the ACS for assistance (counseling/mentoring) with my plight. I went in for my double mastectomy on September 23, 2010. Not a word, call, card, nada, nothing from ACS. No visits in the hospital. No moral support. After I got home it had been 6 weeks since I requested some help. So, I called them and asked why my request was not followed up on. I also needed some special supplies for my post-surgery. My daughter drove me to the local ACS office where I picked up some supplies and filled out yet another form for services. Two weeks later, still nothing from them. So, I called again. Yes I did. I asked why I have not received even a call or a letter. The head honcho/director apologized out the wazoo. About a week later I got a call from a woman who let me know she was calling long distance. Apparently she had a single mastectomy 30 years ago! She was absolutely NO HELP! Then, a few days after that, I got a call from a lady in town who had her single mastectomy 20 years ago! I was kinda hoping to get to talk to someone who underwent the procedure in THIS millennium! I also wanted to speak to a woman or a few women who decided against reconstructive surgery. So, THAT never happened. I had no idea what to expect before, during and especially after the surgery. I had to learn how to hold my breastless torso while I walked, after all, they were huge 44DDs! As usual in my crappy life, I had no one to give me any support. I had to clean my drains several times a day and my daughter helped me wrap my incisions with 6" wide ace bandages. My daughter isn't the most tidy person and I found myself washing dishes 3 days after coming home. She also felt the drain cleaning thing was sickening, so I was pretty much on my own with that. How could this happen to me? I never smoked. There is absolutely NO family history on either side of any kind of cancer. The pain was unbearable. I was all alone. I felt like damaged goods. I felt hopeless. Did the ACS drop the ball and fail epically? Or was I just expecting too much? Why can't I think like a pessimist?
When I found out I had Stage 2 Invasive Ductal Carcinoma, it was mid-August, 2010. I was inundated with papers and "information". One of the papers I filled out was a request to the ACS for assistance (counseling/mentoring) with my plight. I went in for my double mastectomy on September 23, 2010. Not a word, call, card, nada, nothing from ACS. No visits in the hospital. No moral support. After I got home it had been 6 weeks since I requested some help. So, I called them and asked why my request was not followed up on. I also needed some special supplies for my post-surgery. My daughter drove me to the local ACS office where I picked up some supplies and filled out yet another form for services. Two weeks later, still nothing from them. So, I called again. Yes I did. I asked why I have not received even a call or a letter. The head honcho/director apologized out the wazoo. About a week later I got a call from a woman who let me know she was calling long distance. Apparently she had a single mastectomy 30 years ago! She was absolutely NO HELP! Then, a few days after that, I got a call from a lady in town who had her single mastectomy 20 years ago! I was kinda hoping to get to talk to someone who underwent the procedure in THIS millennium! I also wanted to speak to a woman or a few women who decided against reconstructive surgery. So, THAT never happened. I had no idea what to expect before, during and especially after the surgery. I had to learn how to hold my breastless torso while I walked, after all, they were huge 44DDs! As usual in my crappy life, I had no one to give me any support. I had to clean my drains several times a day and my daughter helped me wrap my incisions with 6" wide ace bandages. My daughter isn't the most tidy person and I found myself washing dishes 3 days after coming home. She also felt the drain cleaning thing was sickening, so I was pretty much on my own with that. How could this happen to me? I never smoked. There is absolutely NO family history on either side of any kind of cancer. The pain was unbearable. I was all alone. I felt like damaged goods. I felt hopeless. Did the ACS drop the ball and fail epically? Or was I just expecting too much? Why can't I think like a pessimist?
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Fifth Entry
So, the lady who is so gracious to house and feed me and my daughter got a call from her doctor Wednesday evening. He was concerned about a recent x-ray which showed her pneumonia had cleared, but was concerned about congestion around her heart and a spot in each lung. She stayed overnight and was discharged Thursday around 5:30 p.m. She has to go get a needle biopsy this week. I hope and pray that she does not have cancer (she, like me, never smoked, etc). Cancer sucks and of all the people in the world, this lady definitely does not deserve a fate such as this. My daughter and I are still sharing a queen sized sofa bed and are very grateful to have a bed and a roof over our heads. I have been in Prayer a lot, trying to deal with all this stress. God has Blessed me with the comfort of His Holy Spirit. I must trust that He is taking care of this life for me and all I need to do is be obedient to His will. I can't describe how very grateful I am for everyone's Prayers and encouragement. Your Faithfulness strengthens me. I am truly Blessed!
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