“Ring this bell / Three times well, / It’s toll to clearly say / My treatment’s done, / This course is run, / And I’m on my way.”
Marking a life event date in pictures until I have the words.
Checking in at Clinic D | Gynecologic Oncology
Paper Cranes
Sleepy Pamda
Zen Garden Bull
Last bag hanging
Ring This Bell
Resume Worthy?
Some Beauty at Fresh Market
Peach Fuzz
Shout Out To Roberta
Having ovarian cancer doesn’t scare me, but not having access to affordable healthcare terrifies me.
I try not to focus too much on the discussion surrounding the plans to repeal and replace the Affordable Care Act (ACA or Obamacare) because I believe the mere thought of being stripped of my coverage before a replacement has been identified is detrimental to my continued success. The very thought terrifies me and can send me spiraling into depression if I’m not careful. I was taught to have my next job lined up before quitting my current one, so being laid off by greedy small business owners after 13 years of loyalty to them and dedication to my position reiterated why having the next thing lined up is important to continued success for ALL involved.
My surgery and hospital stay ALONE were over $35,000… That does not include the subsequent tests and treatments I have received to insure that I have a fighting chance at surviving this ONE killer that claims over 14,000 lives per year…
#TeamPamda – There’s a protocol in place should I spike a fever and last night it earned me a trip to the ER. Not to worry, I’m home now safe, sound, and resting comfortably!
They took blood, urine, swabs, & chest x-ray to make sure I didn’t have an infection lurking anywhere and while we waited for results they pumped me full of antibiotics. Only one bit of excitement (other than the trip there and back over icy roads) was a reaction I had to the IV drip of vancomycin. It started with an itchy head and progressed to me looking like a tomato (a very itchy tomato) from the chest up.; not my best look. Some Benadryl helped me through the rest of the IV, and eventually it all cleared up once the IV was done.
Thankfully all of the tests came back negative and after a quick consultation with my gyn-onc doctors, it was determined I could go home to nurse my cold in peace…yeah, all that because I caught a cold. I felt like a nitwit, but was assured that they don’t like to risk it when we of the low neutrophil count feel puny and pop a fever.
On a fun note, it was entertaining having doctors proceed to explain microbial infections to the microbiologist. I then got to share some of my applied science adventures from my field research days…they were thrilled people came to them and not the other way around when I was done 😉
Don’t worry, I got this…
Labs came back good and I’m cleared for my 6th and final chemotherapy treatment on Tuesday!
Ring my belllllllllll. Ring my bell.
Don’t worry I got this…
#TeamPamda 