Wednesday, July 31, 2013

One year ago...

Last year on July 31, I was taking a blood test.  I did not know that within two days I would be told that I probably had cancer. I didn't know the journey that I was about to embark on.  

I missed the phone call from the nurse on August 1, 2012, but her words and tone of voice from her phone message made me worry.  When I talked to her on August 2, I was informed that my hcg levels were rising rapidly, a sign that my molar pregnancy had turned into choriocarcinoma, a cancer that my oncologist described as the fastest growing type of cancer there is. I went in for a chest x-ray that day, met with my doctor, and was referred to our wonderful oncologist.   

I am grateful for the lessons I learned over the next 6 months.  Cancer turned out to be one of the greatest blessings of my life.  However, I'm sure glad it is behind me.  
 
Surgery for the molar pregnancy

Some of the first bottles of juice...to be repeated daily.
 Funny...I still like salad and carrot juice

The first round of supplements.  These changed over the next 6 months

Weekly blood tests.  I still go in every 4 weeks.  Now it really hurts because of the scar tissue.

A salad made by Aliysa.

More salad...thank goodness I love salad.

The daily ritual...grateful for great helpers!

Turning orange




Jan 2013 - Cancer free celebration dinner - salmon, salad, & carrot juice!


  I want to share with others the fact that I am sure of - Heavenly Father has created foods and helped people find supplements that can nourish our bodies while killing or starving cancer cells.  Having cancer can be a time to focus on healing and health.  Of course, there can be a lot of fear, worry, and exhaustion.  But for me, I learned about strength that I never knew I had.  

Today... 1 year later, I'm feeling happy & healthy & grateful.
And looking forward to Jan 2014 - when I will be cancer free for 1 year.

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

If you're not sure you measure up...

This is a must read article for Moms.  I've been praying lately to make each moment special with my children and not let myself feel frustrated and irritable because of some unreachable ideal.  This post was a great reminder.

http://www.halfahundredacrewood.com/2012/05/if-youre-not-sure-you-measure-up.html

Off to spend time with my kids!

Monday, July 15, 2013

Life with little girls

Taycie & Cousin Matthew on the 4th of July
Recent Conversations:
Saturday evening I was trimming Taycie's nails.
Taycie: "Mom!  I need my fingownails...Jesus send them to me."

Tonight.  Abby was laying on my bed and we were having all sorts of long conversations.
Abby:  I'm going to marry Ziggy Ansah.
Me:  Well, he's a lot older than you.
Abby:  Well, I'm going to marry him.
Me:  Okay, but he might get married before you are old enough to get married.
Abby:  I'm going to marry him when I'm 15.
Me:  Um, no you're not.
Abby:  Some girls can get married when they are 15.
Me:  How about when you are 20 or older?
Abby:  Mom! There are lots of moms who let their girls get married when they are like...13.
Me:  Well, I am not one of those Moms.
Abby:  You used to say that we could get married when we were only 19.
Me:  But then I realized that 19 is just so young.
Abby:  It is only 1 year less than 20!  Why can't you be a Mom that lets us get married when we are 13?  I am going to marry Ziggy Ansah.