Things have been busy here in the Vincent home. Kids rushing to and fro. Parents and one particular dog named jake arriving. Chemotherapy ending. LOTS of doctors appointments scheduled and dates being set for surgery.
For those interested here is my update:
Chemotherapy ended on Jan 12th which left me with a mix of emotions. It is hard to think about stopping something that you hope is killing bad cells, and while the slight new hair growth is exciting on my bald little head, I cannot help but think of other not so good things growing too! Good news is that the chemotherapy seemed to so a good job on my cancer and we are now moving on to the next phase of treatment.
The next phase involves surgery. Yuck. Yes, it is necessary to remove whats left of my cancer, take out the lymph nodes, and remove the other breast. I know... TMI!!! It is funny for people to know so much about them. Those things that feed babies and make me so much of a woman. It is even weirder to go have them photographed at a plastic surgeon with your husband present. WEIRD!! Not something I EVER thought about. It is also strange to have women show you their breasts (post reconstruction encouragement I guess!!). Yes, this has happened. It really has! (in a somewhat appropriate setting... but odd non the less). :) more on the surgery date and such later....
I have used this to my advantage on a few occasions. The cancer thing! I have to admit that! hahaha. Here is one moment of "about to loose it and I am going to pull out the cancer card!" A mean mean man cut me off while driving. Ok, I acutally cut him off but I just wasnt paying attention (while texting, holding a bottle for my seven month old with my arm twisted behind the seat, and trying to verbally calm a three year old... ) and I was so sorry that I did it. Nontheless he, in typical AZ fashion (people are scarey drivers in this state), honked his horn, road my tail, and then proceeded to swurve up next to me while passing very quickly. I looked right at him, pulled off my hair and gave a little wave. NICE!
3 comments:
oh cari, with all the sad details, my heart can't help but go out to you. Thank you for sharing with us. I love you much.
But man, that last comment got me laughing for like ten minutes. God did a great thing when he thought you up!
heather shaw
Well, I know of another woman who can relate to your situation. I was leading a Bible Study at a shelter for homeless women, and one of the ladies told how she got a phone call and some texts from her son, whom she had not heard from in 16 years. In the midst of their correspondence, her phone stopped and nothing could be retrieved. Needless to say, she was angry. I immediately went in to confessing the anger and asking the Lord to help her......"Nah, I didn't confess nothing. I was so angry, I wanted to pull my wig off!!" Kindred spirits!!
Seriously, Doc and I are praying for you and your family, knowing that our God is full of love, mercy, grace and strength!! He will sustain you.
Cari, I just read this blog to
Debbie! We just laughed and laughed. You are amazing to be going through all this and still have a sense of humor! We love you and miss you all!!
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