Life

I started this blog in 2012. At that time, we were both miserable. The past three years had torn our lives apart. Little did we know, life was about to hit us in the face.

After Barry’s stroke, we had a small repreive.In that time, I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Chemo and radiation began.During this time, we were able to catch up with life.

The months of August were quiet until Barry passed out in the living room. He spent a few days at the local hospital and was transferred to north Atlanta. That glorious trip lead to 5 months in the hospital.

I almost lost my husband a second time. I am exploring the bible and learning more about being a Christain. Barry knows he is saved. He is happy with his Christainity, so I quit worrying about his salvation.I know we will see each other again some day. 

I do not remember any of this, I ended up running around our apartment complex at 3am, confused without a clue. To this date, I still do not remember a thing.  I cringe when I think of the police being called on me. The hospital had to figure out who I was and locate my sweet hubby! Blood clots and all.

We took a trip to the Cleveland Clinic. I do not understand why we went, but we had hope that we may get some answers. NOT……..

I experienced another episode the first of last year. I ended up with a medication combo that did not go well. Woke me up.

While discussing my health, decided to do things to lessen my chances of tumors forming. I had a double mastectomy in October. Here we sit in January 2019. The Seroma! I developed has healed. Barry is happy and healthy.

All healed up and home together, I sit here reminiscing about the past 10 years. We are still here! We are alive and love the Good Lord above!

Dreadful Doctors

My title is not fair to all doctor’s. I enjoy the physicians I am currently working with. The dread I am referring to is what they are going to tell me or ask me to do.  Since 2012, the neurologist I see thinks he needs to change the medications I am taking, just to see if something new will help.

What I have discovered and verbalize to them is “NOTHING HELPS”.  I feel like a lab rat at times. Actually had one physician say I should feel honored to be in his presence because is that good! Needless to say, I refuse to ever see him again.

I have enjoyed working with the rehab center and the cancer specialist. They try to cover every aspect of care a patient may need. They offer incredible services at Winship.

After everything, we have been through, it is wonderful to be treated special after certain diagnoses. The sad part is the numbers of people in and out of the doctors offices at Winship.

One of the things that I dread yearly, is my thyroid scan. It is such a long process and it takes all week just to get to the point where the scan can be done. For some reason, My Protein levels are staying elevated and thyroid cancer is playing hide and seek in my throat. The last PET Scan showed there is still something in my neck. Hopefully, this will be the last treatment for a few years. This is only the fifth time since 2009.

Personally, I am ready to run away from home. I put a smile on my face and keep going. I refuse to let this or anyone get me down. I need to take care of myself, Barry, Maggie and mom.  I am faithful the the Good Lord will be by my side through the next week. It has been a bad couple of weeks and it is time to turn things around. Have a joyful week everyone!