"One day at a time--this is enough. Do not look back and grieve over the past for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful it will be worth remembering"
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I'm offering a cool game for use with your family, or to use as a Christmas gift. Who doesn't like Monopoly? We spend HOURS playing board games in our house, it a great way to make time for family, and we always enjoy playing together. I'd love to send it to you!
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:::I'm dancin'--- I'm dancin---I'm DANCIN' with NED!:::::
NED is No Evidence of Disease!
Meaning, my biopsy was NEGATIVE! Nothing there! Just a cyst- no cancer-! Not even VIN I!
Who-hoo-yippie-I-ay scooby-doo!
Can you tell I'm a WEE bit thrilled? Just a teeny, tiny bit!
My first words were, Thank you , God!
Funnily enough, our sermon at church last Sunday was that if you ask God, He will hear you, and answer you, and that sometimes you have to ask a few times. I bombarded Him with prayers,and He heard me!
I got to my appointment, having meditated and sang Taize chants in my head the whole train ride into New York. I was like one of those crazy people in Grand Central- singing to myself under my breath- I was totally immersed in singing prayers to myself, calm and collected. Of course, I exit the train the wrong way, and had to walk all the way back thru the tunnels to get to the Grand Terminal to catch the subway 6 trains, but at least I was calm!
I get to Sloan, thinking I have time for a cup of coffee (they have an awesome coffee machine there – I count the smallest blessings) but first, I run into the ladies room. As I’m in there I can hear them calling me!ARGH!They’re on TIME! For once, I get called right in!I rush out of the bathroom, am ushered into an exam room, and given a gown.
I gown up, sit, and wait.I am still singing, praying:
It is good to trust in the Lord our God, Trust; and Hope in the Lord our God
Over, and over, and over.
As Dr. Chi approaches in the hallway, I can hear him talking behind the door to the nurse..."I don’t want to be here”, and she say, "I don't want to be here, either", and as the door opens, I say, "Well, I don't want to be here, either, so we are all in agreement!" ROFL! He was horrified thinking I thought he meant me- he was in surgery late the night before, ect, but I knew what he meant and wasn’t offended.
Anyway, he asks, what’s going on? I tell him I'm very concerned about the itching that I've been having- he says, let's see and.......................................and
Nothing.
He say, I don't see a single thing here- I explain that I've been itchy since vacation and hot tubs and pools and bathing suits, and the only thing that really helped was a powder- he said that he didn’t see anything at all. I showed him a bump on that I have felt, and thought it was probably nothing just a clogged pore, but decided to take it out. Oh, how I hate those lidocain shots! As soon as he starts getting the stuff ready for a biopsy, I start weeping. He says to me, “Why are you crying?”
And I try to talk and not cry and say. “I do not want to be here. I do not want another biopsy, and to have to come here any more and think about this again. No offense, but I don’t want to see an oncologist, hear any more pathology reports, I want to be DONE with this.”Then, I sob.
He stops and says, “Well, Wendy, you must come here, you must come for check ups, so you just get biopsies and not surgeries, and I do get it, I understand that you want it to be over. I’m sorry.“I try to suck it up, and he gets my ok to proceed.
Then, he said, you’ll feel a little pinch- YEOWCH!Little pinch my ass!(Or, not quite my ass, But… you get the point...lol) and he tells the nurse to hand him the Kevorkian—THE KEVORKIAN??
I am like, Hey Doc- I do not like hearing about a Kevorkian while you have numbed me up down there!I’m laughing because I know it’s a type of scalpel for taking biopsies, but it still cracked me up.
He must have thought I was a nut, since one second, I’m bawling, the next, I’m laughing, buthey- whatever- its my twat, and my body and my emotions and I’m damn well not holding it in anymore!
As he took the biopsy, he say, oh, it’s just a pore, I think... and a stitch or two later- I’m ready to go!
He complemented me on the healing of my incision- asked if it bothered me at all, and I said no, I did what the WCC girls told me to do, rinse and sitz baths and blow dryers, andit healed wonderfully on its own!
He told me to call on Friday for my biopsy results, and to come back in 3 months!Use cortisone cream for the itch.
One hand, I am SOO relieved... on the other... As much as I trust him as a Gyn/Onc,(one of the best in his field) I know that itching is not a good sign. I am anxious to see the results of my biopsy.SO, it’s a waiting game.
On another note-once again, I put my faith, my trust, my fear, in the hands of the Lord, and trusted in Him.As soon as the Doctor walked out, I prayed, Thank you Lord, Thank you, God, over and over.
Philippians 4:13 I can do everything through him who gives me strength.
I trusted in Him to get me through this appointment, and He did.
Romans And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose
And no matter what the outcome, He has a plan.
Continuing prayers, please, for a great biopsy report on Friday!
Poor Petey the Pug. You remember, the one we JUST adopted last Saturday? He was doing wonderfully, my Ally was THRILLED to finally have a pug dog of her own. He was happy, eating well, sleeping well, being loved and cuddles all the time, loved the yard, got along with the other dogs. Thursday night, (one week after we lost our lovie, Camille) we went to bed. He slept downstairs in the foyer- he liked the tile in there. When Dave got up in the morning, he found his poor body.
I simply can't understand it. He was FINE, other than the small lesion, which was not at all life threatening. He was just fully vetted 2 weeks before we took him home. Maybe it was a broken heart? Maybe it was brain aneurysm. Maybe a heart attack. We'll never know, of course, but it is very sad.
Most of all for Ally. She was hysterical, sobbing her heart out. She asked me the most heart wrenching questions- Mommy, do you think I didn't love him enough?? What am I doing wrong? I thought I was a good doggie Mommy (she is!). My poor girl already has so many issues with loss, this blow was felt even more strongly by her. We've been cuddling and coddling her this weekend, trying to make it up to her. There is no making up, but support, I suppose.
In our quest to support her, we underestimated the grief that Aedan was experiencing. He went to a much anticipated birthday party on Saturday. I didn't stay for the party, and Dave picked him up as I visited a friend in the hospital. I came home to reports that he was not behaving well. He called me, and left a message on my cell phone-( It was off in the hospital!) to come and get him, he wanted to go home. I had to sit him down and talk to him to get out of him what was going on. He said, I miss Camille and I'm sad. WAH! Poor boy! He doesn't sit and mope and cry, he acts out-that is how he dealt with his grief. i feel very guilty that it took me a few days to get that.
How yummy is this? My hunny went to Starbucks and got me a skin no sugar cinnamon latte--- oh, joy...I love Starbucks. Really,I do. I'd love to get one of those super dooper coffee makers like my pal Carolee has- oh, the coffee it makes- like having a Starbucks on your kitchen counter! Carolee also got me hooked on Chia teas.. YUMMY!
Just look at what Becki is doing! Dod you see this on Good Morning America? its beautiful... and here is a chance for us Bloggies to join in- take a photo or short video of just three words on how you feel- see this link : Just 3 words: I plan on doing it- It will be great!
Well, I didn't win the "Best Contest Prize" contest, that Contest Beat is having, but I can try like heck to win the NEXT $100 prize he is giving out! You can try, too! go HERE and enter!
And, now I'm finding ANOTHER contest to enter to win a pair of headphone to use with the IPOD that HOPEFULLY I'll win on another contest, or someone will find an Ipod that is just sitting around collecting dust and being sad because it's lonely and needs me to give it a good, loving home. Yes, I'll adopt your poor, sad,lonely IPOD.
One Man's Blog is holding the contest for these really cool earphones. Even if I don't have an Ipod, I could put them in a CD player, and tune out the world! HAHAHAHAHA! The very thought of that! No kids, not dogs, no hubby no one being able to be heard - just blissful sounds of music..... Jeez! Check out his cool blog- One Mans Blog.
Who doesn't like Monopoly? We spend HOURS playing board games in our house, it a great way to make time for family, and we always enjoy playing together. I'd love to send it to you! 
