I must say the light at the end of this DCIS tunnel is getting brighter, praise God. I am feeling more like myself for the first time in months. I think I am finally free of that abscess after my surgeon cut out those infected pieces at the last surgery. Praying that I don’t get any re-occurrences of infection. Feeling much better from this flu-like infection that had me sick all week and caused me to cancel my birthday party. My energy is increasing but I have been sleeping 10 hours a night. Tomorrow is my first day back to work in 3 weeks. God be with me and help me through this next week.

Out with the old sickness and in with the new health. I am on the Tamoxifen as of last Thursday. The studies show much success in inhibiting the re-occurrence of DCIS after taking this for 5 years. The cancer I had was hormone based so the Tamoxifen is used to intervene in blocking those receptor sites. God gave me a clean bill of health in that I had the Index Score of 0 on the genetic study so I did not need to have radiation. I will have a check-up in three months with a mammogram. I will update then on my progress, but I have faith that this chapter in my life is over. I claim victory in Jesus.

I just order the Nutribullet RX. I have the Nutribullet and have been making smoothies for myself and my mom for about 3 months since I was diagnosed. I use frozen blueberries, peaches, strawberries, mango and pineapple. Then fresh ripe bananas, kale and spinach. Almond milk and vanilla Greek yogurt is my base and protein. I add in turmeric, chia seeds, honey and cinnamon for their nutritional value. The RX bullet makes hot soups in 7 minutes out of fresh vegetable. I am excited to get it and start making fresh hot soups.

New goals for the New Year: I want to run/walk for 500 miles and bike for 2000 miles in 2015. I want to run in Beach to Bay 2015 and the Rock and Roll Half Marathon in San Antonio. I want to ride the whole 65 miles in Conquer the Coast in September, God willing. As in the wise words of ACDC “I’m back! I’m back in the saddle again!”


Happy Thanksgiving

I have been silent for a while. Life has been okay and I have been working through the discomfort I have been feeling. I don’t know if the yuckiness is from left over infection or side effects of the antibiotics. I will have to wait to see.

I am thankful today for being able to share Thanksgiving with my family. I am thankful for my improving health. I am thankful that I have a wonderful husband and caring daughter. My dogs are awesome. I have a great job doing what I love. I am thankful that I have God to share my burdens and I am never alone. Life is good.

I have a goal to complete (whether I feel good or not) of running/biking/walking through 2000 miles this year. I thought I would blow this goal away prior to biopsies and surgeries. I have less than 150 miles to go and two weeks to complete them before my DCIS surgery. I am praying that I can do this with God’s help. My goal for next year is 3000 miles and to run Beach to Bay, ride Conquer the Coast and as many 5K and 10K races that I can. I will be in beast mode and beat this whole health issues I have had to deal with. God is greater and I put my faith in Him.

Feeling better

Praise God. I am finally feeling better. Infection is clearing slowly but surely. The drainage is now a viscous, orange tinted liquid. I have not missed a dose of antibiotic since being discharged from the hospital. That is how scared I am of infection. I thought I’d let you guys know this. I am going to work at home today, yes!

My little dog Mia has been quite angry with me since I came back from the hospital. I noticed that she was not as excited to see me as Emmitt (Newfoundland). She is usually snuggled next to me when I’m on the sofa and it;s cold. She has slept with me since the first night we adopted her. Something was wrong. At night, she was sleeping next to her daddy instead of me. This is very strange because I run warmer than anyone in the house. So last night, I sat kneeling by the bed and had a heart-to-heart with Mia and told her that I had to go to the hospital, but I sent her daddy home to be with her and Emmitt. I pet her and we seemed to make amends. She was stuck to me like glue from that point on. And they say dogs don’t understand. Emmitt, of course, loves me unconditionally. He kisses and kisses and has not left my side this whole period. He is either laying on top of me or on the floor beside me. He gives loving eye contact as well.

On the other hand, yesterday afternoon, we all went to Luby’s for early dinner. We put the puzzle toys out and peanut butter in them. Mia is a vengeful pooper. She pooped in the hall to show her dislike for our departure. Emmitt is a binge eater. He helped himself to all 8 bars of s’mores granola bars. There were empty wrappers all over the den. Thank God he didn’t get sick. Laughing at my silly dogs. God bless all.

Beginning to heal again

Honestly being faced with this infection was more intimidating than the DCIS I’ve been diagnosed with. I have continued to feel worn out and tired. The staff at South Texas Surgical Hospital from ER, Doctors, Nurses and Personnel were just superior to any other hospital experience I have had. They were genuinely caring and authentic in the time the took in my care. I have nothing but praise to give them and thanking God for keeping me there with such nurturing people during this scary time.

I am at home recovering. I am taking it very easy. I asked my surgeon to postpone my double breast surgery for December to give me time to heal and recuperating from this infection that is lingering. I am still draining that tiny biopsy site with plenty of yucky stuff but I am thankful it is coming out. Praying for continued strength and quick recovery from this nasty bacteria. Then onto the next challenge of surgery for the DCIS. Oh, I’m still waiting for the results from the genetic study. I will let y’all know as soon as I know the results. God bless.

Here in the hospital again

Hello strangers! I over did it last week. Too many patients and wore myself down. On Thursday, I started hurting all over and my breasts were swollen that evening. I was running a fever. I went to bed and woke up worse but had rescheduled patients for Friday that had already been rescheduled from DCIS surgery. So took my Tylenol, put on my big girl panties and went in. Saw my first patient for psych testing and second one was a no show. I called my surgeon and nurse told me to come in.

The nurse took a look at the left breast biopsy site which by this time looked engorged from trying to dry out from breast feeding and called the doctor for a script of Bactim. I was told to use the heating pad and hot showers and rest. Okay went home and stayed calm watching TV. My daughter came home and I decided to bathe while she could stay with the dogs. (Yes my mix and Newfoundland are equally rascally if left alone. They could be another inspiration for another blog.) When I disrobe, I see this small black scab over the biopsy site just asking me to pick it off. So I did. Whoa! This dark syrupy blood/ pus fountain begins oozing out all over me, the floor, my hands. I scramble for some tissue and that gets soaked. I grab a bath towel and catch it. When it stopped I expressed as much as I could which was quite a bit. Miracle, some of the swelling went down. Praise God! So I shower and then more comes out. After cleaning the bathroom with Clorox and bag and throw the infectious towel away, I lay back down.

Fever was lower, but still there. I took the Bactrim as prescribed. By Saturday, after a I continued to express yucky fluid every couple of hours, I still had reddening and swelling. So I decide to consult my step sister, who is a nurse and EMT on how to make a warm compress. We messaged and she tells me to go to the hospital. An infection like that should be treated with IV antibiotics. That made me nervous. I wake and tell my husband. He tells me to call the doctor. I do and doctor told me to continue on bactrim and lay flat on my back till late afternoon and if not better, go to the surgical hospital to be admitted. My sweet husband Jason took a Sharpie and dotted a tattoo of the outer boundaries of redness.

Did as doctor ordered. Fever went down with bactrim but redness was an inch passed all marked boundaries. We went to the hospital. I was admitted and given penicillin and clendomycin IV. This was the first time I tried penicillin since I was supposed to be allergic to it. Yippee! No reaction. By Sunday redness was receding and the swelling was going away.

I was blessed to have my husband with me through those scary hours of whether I was going to go into anaphylaxis or not. Thank you Jesus and Jason for being there. I was blessed by family and friends who came to so me and make me laugh. To my sister and brother-in-law, thank you for keeping my daughter. I greatly appreciate that. God bless you. And to my mother, thank you for babysitting those dogs! Love you all.

Now waiting to see if doctor will let me go home. Prayers again please. God bless.