November 28, 2022

Hey…here, I am 😝

Such a bad blogger….all this stuff in my head, needs to go down on paper 🤦‍♀️.

I was driving to 7-11 tonight (in a snowstorm, to get my hotdog for dinner at 9 pm) and I have had so much on my mind lately. It’s amazing how songs come on and spark memories or make you cry and make you start thinking about so many things. This last little while has been crazy and good and rough, all rolled into one. Even before Dave got sick I have been involved with cancer patients, I have donated many companion Maine Coons to people with cancer. I don’t make a fuss about it and I don’t want a pat on the back, if my furry creatures can bring them as much happiness and joy as they bring me, it’s worth it. And Maine Coons are funny, they know if their person doesn’t feel good, and they never leave their side. I have seen this over and over again, and even my mom got the flu this week and called me and said “the weirdest thing, Molly has not left my side all day”, I laughed, I said that is not weird mom, that’s a Maine Coon – they are completely loyal. Anyway, I’m off subject.  Last year I had the honor of meeting  Preslie and her husband Chadley.  Preslie has been battling breast cancer that went into remission and came back metastasized. I have watched her battle so hard this last year…she is always on my mind. She actually contacted me to purchase a cat, Otis, a perfect fit for her, long story short, I gave her Otis and they came and purchased him a friend, Minnie ❤️. Then when we first found out Dave was sick and he was in the hospital, in the room next to him was my moms friends brother-in-law (say that a couple of times). He is also really good friends with our electrician friend, Merlin. Well over the last 7 months we have spent a lot of time up at Huntsman Cancer Hospital, and so have they. I have run into all of these people in the chemo infusion room, at the BMT clinic at the lab, waiting in the hallway, in the elevator at the valet 🤦‍♀️- so what I’m saying is they become your friends, the people who have the same look on their face as you, because you both know what you are actually facing when the outside world can just slap a smiley face on it. We know the odds, we know the survival rates, we know what we are looking at and to be honest, it sucks!!! It’s not what I signed up for. I signed up to spend the rest of my life irritating Dave….that’s what I want to do. I asked my dad, so how do we even plan for the future? Is 5-10 years our future? Anyway, Louie is the guy who was in the room next door. His wife and I have talked a lot as well as Chadley and me. We swap what’s good in the cafeteria, and “hey did you know there is frozen yogurt up there now” 🤣🤣, but we are so happy we have Huntsman right in our backyard. Louie got really sick right before Thanksgiving, he is not going to pull through, I feel so bad for his wife and family right now, maybe that’s what bringing out all these emotions. I also need to contact Chadley and check on Preslie, I’m worried about her. So David goes in tomorrow for his last round of chemo… what happens next is we wait about a month and they will do a pet scan. Hopefully it’s all gone, but if anything shows up they will biopsy it and come up with a plan. The positives, 1. We know the cancer is reacting to the chemo 2. The majority of the lymph  nodes have already returned to normal size 3. After this week he will have had 12 spinal taps with chemo injected into his spinal fluid. Every test on his spinal fluid has been clear, which is very good 4. There has been no evidence so far that it has spread to his brain 5. The kidney looks much better. We are glad to be done with this…we honestly hope this is it, we know the odds and we hope we are in those favorable ones. If everything is clear after the pet scan, they will scan Dave every 3 months as well as do complete blood work. I will be getting back to my cats full time. I just have not been able to leave while he has been going through this….thank you for understanding 🙏