The good doctor...

I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind.
Some come from ahead and some come from behind.
But I've bought a big bat. I'm all ready you see.
Now my troubles are going to have trouble with me!

Dr. Seuss

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I love that little ditty...

Okay, so it was a good day...long but good. Megan and I spent several hours down at Karmanos. I feel so great about my new oncologist, Dr. Lorusso. I didn't dislike the last one but I feel like Karmanos is the place for me. Dr. Lorusso has that same WONDERFUL energy that Dr. O has. In fact, they are dear friends (how great is that!). She already cares about me and it is evident. Here are the high points:

• They are extending my chemo infusions for another 6 months.
• She is signing off on my work release so I can get back to work after the next round of tests are done (10 days or less). I am really happy about this.
• She has 3 or 4 scans/tests she wants done over the next week and half. Some tests are to get better pictures of my lung "spot" and others are to get baselines for future care of me. She said the PET is very fuzzy. Something is there but they would like a better picture.
• She called my spot a "goomba"....so funny. She talks with her hands and has just a wonderful spirit. Megan liked her too so there is my litmus test....she passes.
• We will watch the spot and hope for the best.

I feel REALLY good about this path. I am sure it seems like I should do the lung biopsy for peace of mind. But I have it...peace. I have peace and trust that this is nothing. I have peace that time will prove that to be true. I have peace that God's hand is still on my shoulder...has not budged. I have peace that the very best thing for me right now is getting back to what I love....working and raising these little loves. My company rocks and I want to do well to show my gratitude. My new manager is great. And my coworkers seem so nice. One of my new close coworkers is a woman I have know for a long time and she is AWESOME....so happy to be closer to her.

Out of all the blessings on this journey (and there are so many...seriously) I have to give a shout out to Dr. Grant's practice manager, Nancy. I don't even live in Dallas anymore but Nancy calls to check on me, hunts down Baylor radiologists for me...and still cares so much about me. What a wonderful friend she is! Thank you Nancy!!! (although I don't think she knows anything about this blog).

Am I missing anything? Please ask......I feel a little fried after a long day at a new facility.

Thank you so much, as always, for your support!!

xoxo

Reaching out...

Speaking to my friend Barbara this morning was a wake up call about something I need to do. I need to share more than just the happy, sunny days. Truth is, there are so many happy sunny days and my personality is such that staying in the positive these days is critical to my overall well-being. But sharing what I need to share and reaching out to all of you does not diminish the positive.

I am struggling. On a couple different levels.

So here is the scoop...grab a cup of joe. This is a long post.

On October 2 I saw my new oncologist. I really like her. I had persistant pain in my right ribs. She suggested a chest x-ray and scans. I had those October 6. On October 13 I went to see her for the results.

According to her, I had 3 broken ribs (did I?). But what was more concerning to her was a spot on my lung. She listed all the possibilities but said she felt certain is was cancer. She was so sure that she cancelled my infusion for the next day because she said I had progression while on that treatment so there was no point in continuing. Now, please understand, I really do like her and trust her. So as I continue this saga please know that none of this is a criticism of her.

She ordered a lung biopsy ASAP.

I immediately reached out to Dr. O and Priscilla, my beloved team of caregivers in Dallas. Their response: PHOOEY! They are adamant that it is scar tissue or something else. They did not see the scans, just the radiologist report, which I might add says : "Focal density is primary versus metastatic cancer until proven otherwise". I guess they have to say that. Who knows.

Anyway, in my search for peace and answers, I got several copies of my tests on disk and overnighted them to my awesome brother-in-law, Donald and Dr. DeLeon (my hero from Dallas who, despite no evidence of anything wrong still ordered the biopsy back when I was originally diagnosed) and a couple others that I love and trust.

I am getting opinions from them all. Bottom line: I have yet to get the lung biopsy. Still waiting to hear back from a couple folks but leaning towards not doing the biopsy. Or at least I was until Friday night when Dr. DeLeon called to say he agreed with my new Michigan team and he wants me to have the biopsy.

I am sure this is nothing. That is not me trying placate you or myself. It is not denial. I am just certain it will prove to be nothing. I did ask to continue receiving my infusion, which I had October 14 and am due for again November 3.

I hate drama. That is why I have been hesitant to share this with y'all (ooooh...I still know Texan). :-) This will hopefully pass soon...and hopefully it will be nothing. Hence my hesitation to even tell you about it. But I know you are here for me ... through the good and the bad and the happy, sunny days!

I want to get to the other side of all this...as in learning to live with my new normal, not getting dragged back into treatment plans and surgery schedules. There is something called "healthy survivorship" which for me means embracing my new normal, including loss of my body parts, reduced mental capacity from chemo, lost or a newly fuzzy vision of my future, treatment-related fatigue and pain, sleep issues and occasional emotional distress. ALL of them nothing compared to having cancer. Healthy survivorship is my new goal....and you know how I LOVE a challenge!

I have to learn to live with the fear of secondary cancers, metastases, heart damage from all the cardio-toxic drugs, and getting hit by a bus. Seriously, we're all terminal. I am very happy with the progress I have made on managing my fear. Because I am one of those people that believes in the power of positive thinking. And being grateful and appreciative every day results in so many, many good things!

Thank you for reading...thank you for your prayers...and thank you for caring!

xoxo

Fall

I forgot how much I love Autumn activities. Megan, Molly, Kyle, Reid, Oscar, Angelica and I enjoyed the Rochester Pumpkin Festival last weekend. They had pumpkin bowling down a hill with hay bails for alleys, The Ugly Gourd River Race (they dump dozens of numbered gourds into the river and first one to the finish line wins...hilarious! everyone rooting for their ugly gourd!), stilt walking, and fully equipped pumpkin carving tables. Then they light all the carved pumpkins that night and line them up along the old rock wall surrounding the 1840 farmhouse. Over 1,000 lit pumpkins....very cool!

Here is Aunt Molly and her niece and nephews at the festival...

We had such an unbelievable day today! It was a perfect fall day...close to 60 degrees, sunny and so pretty outside. The kids and I went to an orchard and picked apples. They took us, via hay ride, way out into the fragrant orchards, gave us a bag and let us pick all the apples we could carry. We also enjoyed cider and roasted corn. Angelica rode a pony. Both kids jumped in a bounce house shaped like a ginormous pumpkin while I took a load off.

The colors have EXPLODED and the drive was beautiful!!

Then we came home and the kids raked leaves only to jump into the piles!

The dogs love our new yard...

Roxie the rabbit loves our new yard...

And the best part is being so close to loved ones. I feel blessed beyond words!!

xoxo

p.s. Of course, no outing would be complete without Oscar in a mud puddle!! Angelica and I giggled uncontrollably when he tried to get out but the mud was sucking his boots off....

Keeping it light...

I stole this from my freind Kendra's blog. Because I want to be just like her when I grow up! Kendra, not this little girl. :)

Time Management 101

Sometimes when I visit my favorite blogs I feel cheated that they are not updated. I am NOT presuming that I am a favorite blog of any of you. But I know you come here to check on me (for which I am forever grateful!) and it has been awfully quiet.

I feel like somehow some invisible force is siphoning off hours of my day. It is all I can do each day to get done what I need to do. But it is because I am in a tangle with a health issue that is taking a lot of my time. I am hoping to have resolution (or at least more info) very soon...like by the end of next week, God willing.

I am sorry if this sounds all "cloak and dagger". I am not trying to be secretive but would rather post when I know for sure that all is well and I can share THAT great news with you.

In the meantime, what do you think Oddie is thinking in this picture? I just love it. He is such a sweet dog.

xoxo

Catching up on posts...

I forgot to post this picture of our first day in the new house. We were ALL tired. I couldn't find Scruffy anywhere until I tried to fall into bed.

Scruffy in this picture is worth a thousand words. He drooled on my pill. Now that's tired...

I am rapid fire posting this morning....lots to tell.

Frost

We woke up with frost this morning. Oscar went out side to lick as much of it as he could off every surface imaginable (shudder). He looked so cute. He is very eager for the first snow fall. We'll have to check back on this excitement in February. lol

xoxo

Field trip to the pumplin patch

Angelica's new school is great. The people are lovely. Angelica has adjusted beautifully. I went on a field trip with her class this past week. Aunt Megan went too since the outing was to her friend's farm. The home and property were INCREDIBLE. And, oh my gosh...the drive out there was breathtaking!! I saw this...



and this...




and this...



This is the farm home. It is on a dirt road and just remote enough to feel like heaven. It is straight out of a magazine...so beautiful...




We took a hayride pulled by a really cool, very old John Deer tractor. Oscar would have had a coronary seeing all the cool tractors and machines they had.

Then the kids went crazy picking pumpkins. The host and hostess were so generous. They asked us all to please take as many pumpkins as we could. They just grow them to give away. We loaded up with some gorgeous pumpkins!

It was a great day.

xoxo

People are counting on you

One year ago

I cannot believe that it was 1 year ago today that I got my diagnosis. In some ways it feels like it was yesterday. But most of the time, like tonight, when I am bone weary and so incredibly fatigued, it feels like it has been 10 years. I know it will get better. I pray it is soon.



I am in a somewhat frantic search for a new oncologist in time for my next infusion. I have some good recommendations but just need extra hours in the day to make it all happen. Initial appointments are long (for example, the one on Tuesday is for 2 hours)...so it is not a small undertaking seeing the doctors and making this decision on who I will partner with for my ongoing care. Dr. O was a no-brainer. People came from all over the country to see her. She was (is) one in a million and I will always hold her dear in my heart. I am completely confident that I will find a new wonderful doctor in the next 2 weeks.



I need help. I hope whoever my new doctor will be able to determine what is causing my ongoing muscle and joint pain. Dr. O felt like it was because of the complete estrogen depletion in my system. All I know is that, as usual, I am frustrated and impatient to feel better.



On to a happier topic/update. Our new home is absolutely incredible and beautiful and lovely. Sometimes I walk through it in shaking my head in awe thinking "I can't believe we live here". It is on a dead-end street so there are very few cars. There are trees and woods and nature everywhere around us. The neighbors are so friendly to me, the kids and the dogs. There are tons of kids on the street. The home has been completely updated so there is very little for us to do (comparatively...nothing like when I moved into my house in Dallas). I am very sorry for the people that sold it to us because I know they took a terrible loss on this home but the price we got this house for is astoundingly low.

And the BEST part is.......we are so close to Megan, Molly, Marty and the boys. Oscar and Angelica are in heaven having their aunts, uncle and cousins close. And I am totally loving it.


Here it is from the front. Pay no attention to the date stamp. Megan just took this photo. Meggie, let's get the date stamp fixed on your fancy camera.



Thank you all for this past year of love, support, kindness, caring and prayers. I know that there is no way I could have come this far without you. You all are my army and I am so grateful to you all. Dear Lord, thank you for all the gifts you have given me this year and always. My blessings are so great and I am humbled...truly.

xoxo

Checking in

It is cold and rainy but I am in a warm home with my loved ones. So life is good. I am weary beyond words from a rough week of treatment and travel. I have not had internet so I couldn't post. But it is back up as of just a little bit ago. I will post in the next couple days in earnest and tell you where I am and how I got here.

xoxo

Mind numbing...

I said when I moved into this house that I would never move again. I love it here. I had visions of taking my kids prom pictures on the front porch.

Well...not to be. What is that expression...I think it is a Yiddish proverb: "Mann traoch, Gott Lauch".....Man Plans, God Laughs. He has other plans for me and as sad as I am I know I am on the right path for me and especially my children.

I am about 7 boxes away from having this entire house completely ready to go to Michigan. The movers will be here at 8:00 tomorrow morning. I am astounded at the number of tears I have cried, although I know this move is a wonderful thing. I guess it is the transitions, leaving after almost 20 years, the after-shock of a mind-blowing year, the approaching end of treatments (even though I had another infusion this morning...3 or 4 more to go),....everything compounded! Hell, I didn't cry this much when I got diagnosed.

My sister Megan has the gift of soothing me with her words and actions. She just sent me a photo of the Sugar Maple that is outside my new bedroom window. She said it is just starting to turn. So she took a photo of it and sent is to me with love. Thank you Megan. It is gorgeous!!

All my sisters have wrapped their virtual arms around me, as have all of you. Thank you so much! I am so tired of it being about me. I am ready to be the giver instead of the receiver.

xoxo

Facing my fears...

I wish I had the energy to write everything that is going on in my life, my heart, my brain... and my body. As you know, we are moving. What you may not know is that we leave here in a week. Oh, my heart is so broken to leave. I am not sad about leaving Dallas but I am despondent to leave all my loved ones here. You guys mean the WORLD to me and I will be leaving a part of my heart here with you.

I feel so driven to get settled in Michigan. I am craving calmness, woods and stability. I am running on nearly pure instinct and intuition. This is such a big deal. The house we live in now is so lovely. I always say that it wraps its arms around us every day when we come home. Our new home in Michigan will be full of love too...in no time at all. The kids will settle into their new schools, I will have my final months of treatment with a new doctor (whoever that will be...I do not know yet), we will have new vets for the animals, new grocery stores, new phone numbers..........too many changes to mention. Most important is that we will be near Megan, Molly, Marty and the boys, as well as my loving Michigan friends.

I have cried a river of tears already but I am so excited too.

God is at the wheel....or rather I am at the wheel but God is my GPS.

Thank you for your continued support of me and my family.
Much love,
Maureen

Happy birthday, sweet boy!!

Oscar turns 7 years old today. I am proud beyond words of this special boy!

xoxo

Dallas

There are so many things I will miss about Texas...specifically Dallas. From the fried goodness at the State Fair (this year's newest addition: fried butter! seriously) to the Hill Country to the friendliest people in the world...I will miss so much about this place. It has been my home for 19 years.

And my friends.....oh my gosh.....the best friends in the world!!

I will post at some point specifically about what leaving Texas means to me.

But in the meantime I thought I would post about one thing I WON'T miss. A picture is worth....ya know....

xoxo

Mental head slap

I was feeling very sentimental and overwhelmed the other day…in a good way. And wanted to convey all this raw, wonderful emotion to Angelica and Oscar.

Me: You guys, we are so lucky…we have so many blessings. We have our health and we have each other and most important we have Jesus in our hearts.
Oscar: Mom, do worms have hearts?
Me: Well, um, I am not sure Oscar. But what I am saying is that we have so much to be thankful for. We are happy and healthy. We have a home and our family and our pets and …
Oscar: Mom, did you know some aliens have 9 arms and legs?
Me: Okay, that’s great, Oscar. Do you hear what Mommy is saying? I want us to always count our blessings.
Angelica: Mommy, my dolly has to go potty.

It may not have seemed like it but I am sure they were hearing me.

xoxo

Angelica on the Wii Ski Jump, Hula Hoop and Tightrope

Pay no attention to the mess surrounding our fun! I should be embarrassed to even show how many toys are scrattered on the fireplace. But these videos make me laugh so I wanted to share.

She cracks me up!!!

SAY IT LOUD and SAY IT PROUD...

I have been inappropriately worried about posting my big news...for fear of jinxing it. And that is nonsense. Just like being superstitious. It's silly. Walking under a ladder does not determine what will happen to us. Like ALL things, it is in God's hands. God's perfect plan is just unrolling before my eyes.

So enough of the hush-hush, cautious, secretive-ness (lol...is that a word?). Let me just belt it out.......

WE ARE MOVING HOME TO MICHIGAN! This may only be a surprise to about 4 of you since word has spread fast.

I am craving being closer to family. I know I will be fine health-wise and probably live until I am 80 (I don't have enough money to live too much past that...lol...but 80 would be great). I feel VERY blessed that I can hear my clock ticking louder than before and as a result I am more present in my life than before. Hard to explain. I guess this is the elusive gift that all the cancer peeps talk about. So my gut and heart and brain...and kids...are telling me to get back to where I grew up. And I am listening.

So, like in all things I do in my life, things are moving a warp speed. I am a do-er. Can't help it. I am just very decisive. I will make mistakes along the way. But, right or wrong, I have got things rolling and moving and happening. Things should be settled on my new house in Michigan (double the space for a fraction of the price) this week. My house is on the market, in case you know anyone: MLS# 11255605. And I have started packing. Wish us luck! My intention is to get up there and settled in so that when I start back at a job my home life will be settled and I can focus on work. Plus getting Oscar settled in as close to the start of the school year as possible will be good.

I have an infusion on Tuesday. I will talk to them about how/where to finish my treatments. My last infusion is November 3. So that will work out too, I am sure. I may just fly back for them (cha-ching!) but that way I can stay with my dream team until the last treatment.

My warmest, loving regards to all of you. Thank you for checking in and caring about us Moons'!

xoxo

p.s. We are moving to Rochester, MI. It is small town quaint...around 13,000 people. But close to bigger cities I will be visiting for my job. http://www.downtownrochestermi.com/

Pesky lil' buggers...but not to me

I am normally breakfast, lunch and dinner to mosquitoes. I usually get chowed on in the summer. But not this summer. I imagine it is because they can smell the chemicals flowing through my veins. And if they munch on me this will happen to them:




LOL. Hope you are mo-skee-toe free too.

xoxo

Oscar's first day of school

Oscar started 1st grade today. He was a champ! Although he was scared, he rallied!! I was so so so incredibly proud of him.

And not to be outdone, little Miss Tooty-Toots.....Angelica! So proud of her too!!

xoxo

Bad, bad blogger!

I have been rotten at blogging lately. I'm sorry.

I do have oodles of things going on in my life right now. But I need to keep it under wraps for just a little while longer until I can firm things up a tad more. Ohhhhhhhhh, it is good news...very good for my family. Sorry to be so enigmatic. It is not anything too juicy, like I had a hot date or anything good like that. That I would be shouting from the rooftops. It is more about some major life changes I am making. No...now stop that....you can't guess....no...don't...please....I am a terrible secret-keeper. Please don't guess. Oh, alright, daggnabbit....

Nope. My lips are sealed. But please stay tuned.

:)

xoxo

Do you hear yourself...?

I am doing okay...but definitely not myself. I am tired and achy and less patient than I could be with the kids. I say all this not to complain but rather as a preface to this story I am about to share.

We were out of toilet paper this morning so we ran to Target (what is it with this family, Target and potty issues?!?!). I wanted to get in and get out. But Angelica got tangled in the spider web of the $1.00 section. She wanted to buy a pair of scissors that cut in a pretty pattern, like a children's version of pinking shears. I was so tired and not feeling good and wanted to get back home.

So, in my impatience, I barked at my 3-year old "Just run with your scissors!!"

Oh, how the head's turned. I got completely tickled and couldn't stop laughing. Angelica just looked at me like I had 3 heads.

Headed to bed. Love to you all!

xoxo

Just a few (dozen) more pictures to share...

Our whole immediate family...all 15 of us!

Gorgeous rainbow right in the middle of the lake...

My nephew Douglas...surfing the sand

xoxo

Reunion

We are home from our family reunion. It was wonderful beyond words. I have the funnest, most wonderful sisters, friends, cousins, aunts, uncles, niece, nephews and brother-in-laws ever!

I will let the photos do the talking, except for one story.

I was accidentally copied on an e-mail regarding my birthday present from the family. So I knew I was getting a toaster oven (I am a dork...I really wanted one!). So, to yank my sister Megan's chain, I mentioned, very gloaty-like, that I had just bought a toaster oven and loved it. Why would I do that? Because I thought I was sooooooo funny. So when it came time for me to get my b-day cake (a cream puff with Sander's hot fudge) and song and present, Megan got me back....and good. Notice what my gift is....

That'll teach me!

The rest of the photos are random shots of wonderful family time.

Marty and me

Fearless Angelica...

Michele, Megan, me, Suzanne, MB and Molly...

Me and my Aunt Billie

Me and my Uncle Jim (my mom's brother)

3-day old calf...precious

Molly and my nephew AJ


Kyle and Reid, my nephews

Bestest friends....

More best friends...

I love Michigan...

Molly, Megan, Michele, Suzanne and me

MB and Kyle with Douglas playing guitar in the background

Now it is back to reality for me. I have doctor's appointments on Monday, treatment (infusion) on Tuesday and MRIs on Wedneday.

I am fatigued beyond words and headed to bed. It is 7:30 here. I will fall asleep shortly and sleep until morning with no problem. Crazy.

Hugs and more hugs to all of you!

xoxo