datestampSaturday, March 12, 2011

2/28/2011

Every few months I get to go to the Huntsman and get a CT scan, or an MRI to check the status of my "Cancer". If you are dealing with an illness like this, you probably know the drill...The Doctor puts in an order for you to get a scan months in advance, you get to drink a delicious drink called barium (sarcasm here) over a period of an hour and a half before your test, they inject you with a dye which makes you feel like you are wetting your pants, and then you get the scan. The rest of the day you get to deal with all of the junk coming out of your system, it's really quite lovely. This last test my Oncologist suggested I get an MRI because I've gotten so many CT scans and with those scans had a lot of radiation exposure. With an MRI you need to fast 4hours before the procedure, you get to lay super still on a table, strapped down (I guess they are afraid you will jump off), with an IV, wear headphones to block out the sound of the machine. (It sounds like a jack hammer, I'm not joking). The test lasts about an hour. While laying there your mind can run in several different directions. I have learned over the years that it doesn't do me a damn bit of good to think negatively. I let my mind relax, and then my body followed...all the time thinking that I have done everything in my power to get better to follow a healthy lifestyle, to make good choices for myself, body, soul, and spirit. It's almost surreal really, because you are at the mercy of God, of this machine. It's going to give you results, whether they be good or bad, whether they make you happy or sad...you will get results...And you will go forward, and you will keep living, no matter what the results are. You have to.
After checking into my Oncologists office, we wait in the waiting area. There are so many different types of people there. Young, old, middle aged, with hair, without, families, friends...some make small chat, but mostly it is quiet. There is an underlying bond, we're all there for the same thing, going thru similar situations, fighting for our lives. Although I don't know anyone in that room but Andy, I feel like I do, I feel like they are my friends, we are connected.
We are called to the back by our nurse Vanessa. We have known her for 3 plus years, she is a beautiful girl and we exchange what has been going on in our lives. She weighs me, checks my blood pressure, temperature, I get my blood drawn, I'm ready. She leads us back to a room, chats some more and leaves to find our Oncologist. At this point in our visit my heart is racing, and I'm praying...for peace, understanding, insight, love, the prayers pour out of my heart, and cover my soul. I'm fidgety, Andy holds my hand, and we look at each other.
The Doctor comes in, I try to read her face, her movements. After a few pleasantries, we ask, So, how is it? It's stable. Andy squeezes my hand, my heart is racing, I tear up, smile, give thanks to God, and feel like I can breathe. After all day, I can breathe. She does an exam and tells us again. "Sarah, keep proving us wrong, keep proving us wrong." I tell her I will...because that's what I want to do, and I will do it. She tells us we are good for another 4months. I can live with that. We embrace, and tell her thank you. I feel like she cares, I know our team of Doctors care...I am very blessed.
We walk out, and I look around the waiting area, I wonder about all of the others sitting in that room...and I hope that they will receive good news, either way we keep walking, we keep going, we keep living.

8 comments:

Christy said...

So beautiful!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!

Quiet Violet said...

Oh boy, I sure know that feeling, love.

SO happy that your scan turned out well!

p.s. ~ if you do go back for another Ct, ask for the Gastrografin -- it's a little bottle of flat 7-up tasting liquid that you mix with your choice of clear liquid (cran-apple is a good one! Water and lots of ice, works too!) and drink it a few hours before the scan. MUCH better than that gross, chalky, artificially sweetened banana flavored barium drink crap!

Have a good day!

xo,
Violet

amy000311 said...

I'm grateful every time you get good news. So lucky to have you as a friend!

emily said...

Wonderful news... we love and pray for you. Beautiful post:)

Charlyn said...

Love you my sweet cousin. You are amazing....and so is Andy! Glad you have him by your side.

Sandy Hiatt said...

You need to write a book. I cry tears of thanks when I read of your good news. Love you all!

MommyMert said...

Sarah,

I saw the article in the paper and my eyes rimmed with tears. I dont know if you remember me, but we had ab physcology together. We ran together at the cancer run in 1999. I have wondered a few times in the past 10+ years about you. I was overwhelmed when I read your story. I want you to know what an amazing example of strength and preserverence you are to me. You have left an imprint on my heart and am so grateful for what you are teaching all of us. Keep being strong!

Thank you,

Kari (Keller) Wilkins

dressesandmesses said...

Oh, Sarah. I don't know if you remember me. I can't remember how I found your blog. So happy to know you've recovered (again!) and continue to thrive. Your strength has always amazed me, and I reflect often on your family. You are a true inspiration, and I feel so blessed to have had a small glimpse into your life during some of your hardest days. Still praying for you! :)

Angee Duvall

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