Butterflies Quote

I saw this on the back of a butterfly pendant, and wanted to share: "Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, she became a butterfly."

Waiting for a pattern

Mom's count went down to 438. So that's 100 points the first time, and 40 the second. I'm holding out to see what the third round brings (chemo starting Tuesday) to see what pattern emerges. Until then, I'm just glad it's still going down. =)

So far, so good

After her first round of this new chemo drug (which was rather tough on her... her blood counts never really got up to normal), her CA-125 is 476, so that's positive. I shaved her head again last week... her hair was falling out enough that it was bugging her.

She starts round two on Tuesday, so all that's left is wait and see. Keep her in your prayers, she's hanging tough.

We will, we will rock you

Mom had her surgery today to have her port moved, and the nurse told me that when she woke up in recovery, she was singing Queen's "We Will Rock You". She was happy and chatting when I saw her, and then the pain meds starting tiring her out. When she got home, she grabbed some Gatorade and went to bed.

She's decided to move up her chemo from March to Monday. She didn't want to give the cancer too much time to move back in, so she'll just wear warm hats when she goes out. =)

Here we go again.

I might elaborate on this later, but for now, here's the basics:

- Mom is going to have surgery because her port needs to be moved. She has a scab on it, and two oncologists think that's caused by some of the chemo liquid falling on her skin.

- Her CA-125 went up 100 points, so she'll start a new chemo drug in March (her body needs a break after six rounds). This one is going to make her hair fall out quickly.


Here's the elaboration... surgery will be on the 22nd of this month. I'll be able to drop her off and pick her up, and she's taken care of, but that's the deal with that.

As far as I can tell, there are only three options left for her chemo. I could be wrong, but this is what I'm gathering. The reason there's only three left is because they can't give Mom oral chemo, as they don't know what dose to give her... they don't know how much her body would actually be absorbing, because of the ostomy. So this chemo is the least of the three evils. All we can do now is wait to see what happens from there. God bless, and Mom sends her thoughts and love.

Update to the elaboration: surgery had to be put off until the 29th.

Rollercoaster

So Mom's CA-125 went up to 409. I'm telling you, this drug's inconsistencies are going to drive me insane.

jaw drop, pause, squeal, happy dance

That's the order it happened in. My jaw dropped, after a pause I squealed, then did a happy dance. Oh, you want to know why?

*ponders holding this information to herself for a day or five, but then remembers that she'll forget to post it*

Mom just called... her CA-125 dropped to 307!!!!!!!!! *does another happy dance*

I'm still not a fan of this drug because it doesn't make logical sense, but it keeps working, unlike all the other drugs she's been on, so *deep mock sigh* I suppose I'll let it stick around. ;)