Udate on me...

It's been a while since I've given you all an update and thought I'd do it in one fell swoop instead of many little posts.

Talked to my onc for the first time on Monday the 11th of January. Our appointment was about two hours long and he wanted to make sure that we didn't leave with any questions unanswered. We didn't. I brought my 45+ questions and he answered every one of them... mostly through chit-chatting, but some were directly asked. I then talked to several of his chemo nurses. Funny how I've worked with most of them in some capacity or other. hehehe... They talked about regimen, what to expect, etc. I'm so confident that I have a good crew working with me. When I left of office, we'd already ordered the CT body scan, and appointment with my surgeon to insert my power port and then surgery itself. It was a long, good productive day.

CT on Tuesday. Onc and surgeon will have results tomorrow. I already promised myself that I wouldn't get scanxiety. I didn't. Nobody called to tell me results, but in our world, no news is usually good news. I was right. I asked about them today and they were totally clear. They could obviously see changes in my colon, that my gallbladder is missing, but everything else was clear. Does this make my T3 N1 Mx into a T3 N1 M0? I think so! WooHoo!!

Wednesday signed consent for port insertion. Inserted on Thursday morning under a general anesthesia. Easy-Peasy. I don't tell physicians this because it goes to their heads, but my surgeon really walks on water -- and not only in the winter. He did an EXCELLENT job with the port. I still don't feel it. It was sore the night I came home and couldn't sleep on the surgical side, but other than that... perfectly placed.

Today, went back to onc's for 1st does of FOLFOX. I'm home now and wearing the little "Woosh-making-machine" in a fanny pack but, so far it's been OK. I did forget about the cold water thing and I could feel the start of "shards of glass" feeling. I'll go back tomorrow for more good stuff and then back in Thursday to take the pump off and get a neupogen injection. I'm wondering how I'll feel Friday, Saturday and Sunday which is when I'm scheduled to go back to work. I guess time will only tell. I laughed today because my blood work couldn't have been better. I'm guessing it will only look this way today. LOL

Thanks everyone for sharing your stories so I knew what I could expect/not expect. There's good and bad about chemo, but if faced with this same diagnosis, or even a stage II, there would be no way I wouldn't have given this bugger a chance to park and grow some place else. My daughter called me a azz-kicker (from the movie Con-air). Someone else told me I'm tougher than boiled owl $hit and the cancer should be nervous it parked itself in my body. (I'm still not quite sure how tough that is, but I'm guessing pretty tough?!)

Love to all!

Holly