It was a year ago on Tuesday that Madre received her official diagnosis. A whole year ago already. And I must say, a year ago, I was not nearly as calm and assured as I am this year. She did SO good with chemo, her surgeries, her hair loss and all the other side effects. If she ever had anything other than a positive attitude about what she was going through, I never saw or heard it. Luckily, we have a pretty twisted sense of humor, and we did rely on that quite a bit.
Mom and I were talking last night..? and she said she just KNOWS that once she finishes her Herceptin infusions (February-ish?) that she will be DONE DONE with this. It will have been a blip on her radar of life. She has no doubt that this was likely triggered by her cell phone being placed in her bra - AGAIN, GET THE PHONES OUT OF THE BRAS, LADIES!!! My girlfriend came to visit a couple of weekends ago, and hands full carrying things into the house, she did it. All I had to do was give her a look, and she whipped that sucker out immediately and said "I JUST put it in there because my hands were full!" I guess you ladies who have some cleavage might have a hard time breaking that habit...ladies who are not well endowed, such as myself, would look pretty odd with a big rectangular object sticking out of the gap in our bra that no boobs fill....but anyway...
I absolutely love Mom's hair right now. Granted, she's not a short hair person and never has been, but it is pretty cute, if I do say so myself. I know she'll feel better once it gets longer and she looks more like she used to. I have noticed she's not wearing her wigs all the time now, and is daring to go out with her own hair. So proud of her.
Anyway, I really don't know if Mom would have done the same, any better, or worse had she not been able to write about her daily experiences while going through this, or having her friends who are near and far to be able to communicate with. The power of prayer is pretty amazing, and I think having people around you to support you, lift you up, let you vent, and keep your laughing is a huge part of recovery from ANY type of disease/disorder/event that might otherwise overshadow every moment. Regardless, I again thank all of you - known and unknown to us personally - for your support and helping Mom through this.
It is trying to snow in Iowa....it's way too early for this. I keep trying to talk Mom and Dad into relocating somewhere warm with me and Alec, but to no avail. Maybe someday..*sigh* Until then, I will remain here, ever cold and with layers of clothing on.
I'm happy to report Alec's hair is growing back - and the trimmer and clippers are hidden. What a shock that was to my system. The little twerp!
There has been quite a lot going on, but I'm going to let Madre tell you all about it when she wants to. Hopefully it will be soon. In fact, I will call her and remind her to go pick up her computer so she can get back online! (It was a virus - when she took her computer in, the store had been open 2 hours and the person behind the counter told her she was the 6th or 7th person to come in with this issue since they opened...).
Know she misses you all and will probably have lots to say when she gets back...until then....
GOD BLESS YOU ALL :)