8-26-13: I still wasn't feeling quite right after all of my joint pain and decided to stay home one more day. As the day progressed I noticed that I was getting increasingly cold (mind you it was over 90 degrees outside that day). Once my mom got home from work that day she grew concerned with my symptoms and decided to take my temperature, yeah it was 101.4. After a call to the oncologist, it was off to the ER- again! They didn't find much of anything after several tests, but they did determine that my Inflammatory markers were off the charts. Based on that and my unresolved joint pains they prescribed me prednisone. They also suggested I see a rhuemetologist to find out the real reason for the joint pain. Once on Prednisone I felt much better after a couple of days. I was finally able to get back to work for a few days this week.
8-30-13: Today I had an appointment with the rheumetologist to see if they had any idea what is causing my joint pain. Since I had been on prednisone for several days it was hard for them to determine what was causing the pain. He did call my Oncologist to see if they had any ideas. They decided it was very possible that my joint pain had been caused by my Neulasta shot. The neulasta shot was given to me the day after each of my AC chemo treatments. One of the side of the effects of the Neulasta shot is bone or joint pain. They decided to stagger me off my prednisone and see if the joint pain came back. I am happy to say (knock on wood) that the the joint pain has not relapsed.
8-31-13: After a few rough weeks I had a nice relaxing weekend in Marion with Jeff. We had planned to tailgate in Iowa City but due to the heat and the fact I hadn't felt good the past few weeks we decided to stay in Cedar Rapids and watch the game with some friends.
9-2-13: Today we enjoyed a get together with the Wilson family at the farm. It was nice to see everyone and the weather was absolutely perfect. Here are a few pictures from our day at the farm:
Trying to catch butterflies in Aunt Kim's garden.
Gator Rides with all the the boys.
Tractor rides with Uncle Doug!
Playing with Isaac and Warren and all the farm kitties.
It was a fun day at the farm. Little kids and Big kids alike all had a blast. It was great to see everyone. As the day progressed I noticed I was having an increasing difficulty breathing when walking around the farm. At one point I had to stop to catch my breath before continuing on. I also had developed a cough that had gotten worse over the past week. I decided I had better head into Urgent Care to get checked out but since it was a holiday had to wait until Tuesday morning to go in.9-3-13: I headed into Urgent Care this morning to see if they had any idea why I was having trouble breathing. After an hour or so at the doctor, he basically told me he didn't have any explanation for my symptoms and I would need to go to the ER for additional testing. Really?! The ER again, for the third time in as many weeks. So off to Allen Hospital I went again. After a chest X-Ray and some more blood work they determined I had bronchitis. The doctor did mention that if I were any older I most likely would have developed pneumonia before now. He also did a CT scan to check my breathing. I wasn't breathing at full capacity and was borderline with a collapsed lung which is common in chemo patients. I was sent home with more antibiotics.
As I was in the ER I received a call from Mayo to check on my joint pain. I let them know even though my joint pain was better, I was now in the ER with trouble breathing. They asked me to keep them informed so they could determine if my scheduled surgery was in jeopardy.
I spend the rest of the week home from work. While my cough was getting much better, I was still having issues with my breathing. It got a little better each day and I was finally able to go back to work for my final day of work before surgery on 9-9-13.
9-10-13: Today mom and I headed up to Rochester for some pre-op appointments with my surgeons. I also had a chest x-ray ordered just to be sure there was no additional problems from my bronchitis and breathing issues. All came back clear and we were ready for surgery. My last appointment of the day was in the nuclear medicine department. They inject some blue dye into each breast to help locate lymph nodes for surgery the next day. Each breast received four shots and OMG! These shots were probably worse that the pain that I experienced post surgery. They say the shots feel comparable to bee stings. It has been a while since I have been stung by a bee, but wow! I think these shots were definitely worse. I was gripping the side of the bed so hard I had to have left imprints. Once I was done with that I was done for the day.
Mom and I headed to Dairy Queen for a treat and then went to check into the hotel. We ate dinner at Whistle Binkies with my mom, dad, and Aunt and Uncle. It was a nice relaxing evening before heading into surgery. I was able to call in at 8:15 p.m. to see what time I had to report to the hospital the next morning. I had to report at 5:30 a.m. Yay for me (sense the sarcasm as anyone that knows me well, knows I am definitely NOT a morning person).
9-11-13: Today was the day I had been waiting for for months. To finally get any remaining cancer out of my body. Once I got checked into the hospital, it was up to my room to get prepped for surgery. I got to put on this nice fancy gown and neat non-slick slippers. We even were able to make a quick phone call to the birthday girl to tell her happy birthday (it was my niece Addison's 6th birthday today). The plan was to access my port for anesthesia and once I was out they would find a vein to access for the remainder of my surgery. I had two different nurses attempt three different times to access my port with no success. Now we were on the plan B.
They took me to the pre-op room and it was good-bye to my parents for several hours! Dr. Jacobson came in and marked me up for the surgery and it was off to the operating room. This is the first surgery I have ever encountered and it was surreal being wheeled through the OR seeing the dozens of surgical teams waiting for their patients to arrive. Once in the OR it was everything you see on TV. The anesthesia team got to work right away on me to get my IV placed since accessing my port was unsuccessful. The IV had to be placed on my right arm (not sure of the logic behind it but hey, they are the professionals). The first tried to access a vein in my hand with no luck. Next it was on to a vein in my forearm that blew up almost immediately on contact and immediately bruised. (Three weeks later the bruise is ALMOST finally gone). They had to pull out an ultrasound machine to help them locate a viable vein to utilize for my surgery. After what seemed like an eternity they finally had my IV hooked up. Once they had the Anesthesia flowing through my IV they started to work on my spinal block. I sat up on the side of the bed as they began to prep me for the spinal block. That is the last thing I remember as I drifted off to sleep for the next several hours.....
When I finally started to wake up in recovery, I remember the nurse telling me it was 3:00. Wow! Seriously! I can't believe I was out that long. My parents said I went into surgery just after 9:00 and was finished about 2:30. As I laid in recovery I was so tired. I didn't want to open my eyes but just keep sleeping. What seemed like just a few minutes later they told me I was ready to go to my room. The trip up to my room was a blur. I remember seeing my family as they came out of my room so that the nurses could get me all settled in my room. As they got me moved into my bed I remember feeling nauseous like I was going to throw up. As the nurses got me something "just in case" I burped and the feeling went away. Strange! They also gave me an aromatherapy stick which is supposed to help with nausea. I spent the next few hours in and out of sleep. About 5:30 or 6:00 I started to finally wake up and feel better. I even ordered supper and was able to feed myself. I visited with my family for a few more hours until it was time for them to head back to the hotel for the night. My sister had her exchange surgery the next morning and also had to report to the hospital at 5:30 so they all wanted to get back to the hotel to get to bed. I had a pretty good night in the hospital all things considered. I was woke every couple of hours to get meds and check my vitals. I was trying not to use Oxycodone but I woke up about 3:30 a.m. and couldn't stand the pain any longer so I broke down and requested the good stuff.
9-12-13: My family was there nice and early the next morning to check on me. Bridget was taken in for her surgery so they all decided to come check on me. Both of my doctors (Dr Jakub-General Surgeon and Dr. Jacobson-Plastic Surgeon) and or their teams came in to check on me. They were all very please with the results of the surgery. The initial pathology looked good. Only three lymph nodes had to be removed out of my left side and none of them had cancer- thank goodness! Everything went just as planned and they couldn't be more pleased. I spent the rest of the day watching TV, napping, and visiting with my family. I also got in a walk or two. By about 2:00 they determined I was doing well enough to go home. It was about 3:30 or 4:00 when I finally got discharged. After a quick stop at Kohl's for more pillows to keep me comfortable, we were on our way home. I slept most of the way home. It was nice to finally get home and in a familiar space. Mom kept me on my med schedule the next several days which included sleeping on the couch next to me in case I needed something.
9-16-13: Today mom had to go back to work, but I had plenty of help. Since Bridget was also on leave from work due to her exchange surgery, Jon dropped her off at mom's house before he went to work each morning this week so she could help watch after me and we could keep each other company (which meant taking naps and watching a lot of HGTV and Friends!). Good times and there is no one else I would have wanted to spend the time with. Oh the memories we have created over this whole ordeal!
9-19-13: Today I had to go back to Mayo and Brenda was able to take me. We left nice and early (she picked me up shortly before 7:00 a.m.) My first appointment was with Dr. Jakub's team at 9:15. They said everything looked great and I was right on track. She guessed I should be able to get at least two of my drains out.
Next it was on to Dr. Jacobsen's team. He was also pleased with the outcome. We took off the tagoderm tape which covered both of my breasts. One of them had residue of some drainage which he guessed happened shortly after surgery as it was all dried up. Once we got that all cleaned up I got the best news of all, he said we could take all four of my drains out! This is definitely not standard practice so you can imagine my excitements when he delivered the news. He even got a hug from me. We are waiting to do a fill or anything further for a few more weeks yet. Depending on what is decided regarding radiation may change our course of action for my reconstruction. I had an appointment with a Radiation Oncologist next.
It is no secret that I really didn't want to have radiation so I was nervous for my next appointment. Obviously if that is what needed to be done to get me healthy, that is what we would have to do. When Dr. Childs came in, she was really on the fence. She had a few pros of conducting radiation and and a few cons in my case. She felt that the cons out-weighed the pros so she decided that radiation wouldn't be necessary in my case. I was completely okay with her decision although she gave me the option to move forward with it if I really wanted radiation. I respected her rationale and was excited to continue moving forward and finally being able to say I was done with treatment for my breast cancer!
A little more blood work was needed and then Brenda and I were on our way back home. Overall it was a great day with the best news I could have imagined. No radiation and all drains were gone!
9-22-13: It was another nice and lazy weekend. Brina was able to keep Chase until next weekend which will be helpful to help me allow more time to heal before he comes home. I do miss my little guy though. Jeff came to visit me at moms and got me out of the house for a while. It felt good to get out and walk a little although it doesn't take much to get me tired.
9-25-13: Another trip up to Mayo was planned for today. Both Bridget and I had appointments so mom drove us both up to Rochester. My first appointment was with Oncology. They again reviewed the final pathology with me and were very pleased with the results. We talked about being able to FINALLY remove my port. I am going to attempt to have that done in Waterloo by Dr. Duven since he is the one that put it in. They also suggested I have my port flushed since it has been over a month since it was last accessed.
Next I met with Dr. Saint-Cyr. He was my original plastic surgeon but was in an accident in July and was unable to perform my surgery on the 11th. I am still trying to make the decision as to if I want to do implants or the tissue reconstruction. Since Dr. Saint-Cyr specializes in the DIEP (tissue) reconstruction I wanted to meet with him again since the last time I had seen him was at my initial Mayo appointment in March. If I decide to go that route I definitely won't be able to do my second surgery until after the new year, which is fine. He answered the few questions that I did have and now I just need to make a decision.
Next I headed over to get my port flushed. This nurse was a little more successful in assessing my port even though she was worried she was getting a blood return. My port had not been giving blood since sometime in July so I wasn't worried but she seemed to think otherwise. She thought perhaps that there could be a blood clot in my port. She called my Oncologist who told her not to worry about it since I was going to be removing my port anyway. At least she was able to get it flushed.
My last appointment was information about a survivorship course that they offer to cancer survivors. I will be scheduling that for later in the year sometime.
My next appointment at Mayo is on October 11th where I will get a fill, meet with a gynecological surgeon to talk about a hysterectomy due to my BRCA status and a pelvic ultrasound to screen for ovarian cancer. I will update more after my next trip up north. Until that time, I will be focusing on my recovery and making a decision on reconstruction.