Play Offs

The regular season game has ended and not without excitement.
It's kind of like the reinstatement of Brett Favre. It keeps evolving.
This all started with Deanna's book so I feel it only appropriate I mention their names. Dave is not happy.

Chemo finished as of August 15, which in itself is an accomplishment. However, nothing is accomplished easily in this house. After the excitement of Harrison's birthday, having the last chemo, and the hellish experience of Bridget's 48 hour EEG the week before, I got run down. I was put on antibiotics after having a fever and just feeling like crap. Of course during this week, we thought we had hired a nanny that was going to start immediately. Surprisingly she did not and we were left Friday (the 22nd) with 2 more interviews and the need for someone to start ASAP. Luckily, it was a difficult decision, but we hired a young woman (32), Marita, who has great experience and is willing to work with us and ALL of our idiosyncrasies. Thank God. We know know there are many.

In retrospect, the game was won by a narrow margin. My tumor is practically non-existent. I don't have cancer anywhere else, with the slight exception of in a few lymph nodes (will be known after surgery). And, with the infusion of herceptin every 3 weeks until next May, there is a much lower risk that cancer will ever come back. That is exactly how I look at it- this year is it and I'm finished with cancer.

My surgery is scheduled for September 9. The play offs begin. I am starting the school year- tomorrow, but will take a 6 week leave after surgery to recover. Surgery involves a bi-lateral mastectomy with immediate reconstruction. The reconstruction will take place over 2-4 months with a follow up surgery for my permanent implants.

If you've followed the blog, you know that it, too, evolved into updates of Bridget. She had the 48 hour EEG and our neurologist discovered that she not only has abnormal activity on one side of the brain, but both. She now has the diagnosis of Generalized Seizure Disorder. With that comes new medication, just in time. She proceeded to have a seizure Friday afternoon ending with Dave and I administering the emergency medication. Thank goodness we had her neurologist on the phone before then during this horrible experience. She is fine now and is receiving new medication. Always remember our little angel in your prayers.

We're hanging tough, although a little beat up from the first game. As you know, after watching the Olympics especially, a good athlete never gives up. I'm the furthest thing there is from an athlete right now (very soft, indeed), but I'm not giving up. There's more game time left and I'm doing it.