"friend"

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 8:16 AM comments (0)

So when mom went to the support group, apparently she met a woman there who had the same thing and is going through the same treatment at the same stage right now. I met her last night and, for some reason, it felt "good" to see someone else in the same condition as mom. I mean, I guess it's not good that either person had it, but it was good to see that mom is "normal". It kind of seems, at times, like she's the only one going through it. After all, that's all *I* see anyway. But when I saw this lady she was wearing a wig, looked tired, but still had a smile on her face and talked about regular things. I know, this all sounds so silly... I'm just glad mom doesn't look worse than that lady. They look good for what they've had to deal with. Finally, mom can talk to someone about things. Hopefully anyway.

support group

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 7:32 PM comments (0)

Mom and her hubby went to a support group last night. They wore shirts that the hospital gave them. Mom's said, "Survivor" and his said, "Caretaker". Pretty cool that they wore them. Anyway, when she left, she was kind of nervous, however, when she came back, she was better. I think only because it was over. When I asked her what it was like, she said that all that they had time for was everyone to go around the room and introduce themselves and tell what kind of cancer they had. So, she really didn't get much out of it as far as she can tell. I'm glad she went anyway though.

First Her

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 8:58 PM comments (0)

Mom got her first herceptin (or however you spell it) injection today. Now she feels like crap. AND the doctor only gave her 1/3 the dose of normal. This is going to be a LONG year... It's also made her feel pretty down. She's not admitting it, but she's not her usual self today.

Like a newborn

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 9:13 AM comments (0)

Mom's hair is about 1/4 of an inch long now. I hope the itching has subsided since last week.
Her hair is still hard to see because it's such a light color, but It's coming in finally! I think it will be quite a while before she really has to use a comb! lol

Next Step

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 8:58 AM comments (0)

Well, she started radiation two days ago. I'm just a little worried about how it will affect her heart. She got a little embarrassed when the "kids" in the radiation room didn't even give her a gown. But, I guess she got over the blushing.
She's in the "mad" stage right now. She is mad that she has to do all this, deal with the hospital, experience all this, etc. It's not fair as far as any one is concerned.
She's got a great outlook even though she's "mad" still. I think by being this way it is driving her on...
I'm so thankful to her for dealing with all this instead of giving up.

Doin' Ok

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 8:43 AM comments (0)

She got back from IL and was tired. However, it was the "normal" tired from a trip. But today, she seems so much better! I don't know if you can get "jet lag" if you DRIVE long distances, but it seems like that's what she had. Anyway, she's functioning so much better. Whew!

On another note, the little patches of dark stubble where her hair used to be, but didn't fall out completely before... finally has come out. Now she's very, um, cue-ballish! lol Except for the fact that she's getting peach fuzz all over her head and it looks brown again, but maybe a little lighter.

I won't go totally into details, but she's reported that "other" places that she lost hair is starting to grow back and driving her nuts with the itching! Ok mom, thanks for the overshare! lol

Still in IL

Posted by Lightbeam1 on 7:44 AM comments (0)

I think she is glad she went, however, she says she wants to come back very soon. Something about it's "different" there now. Well, whatever the case, I'd feel better if she was closer to medical assistance if she needed it. They're going to visit his brother a few hours away and then go to their friends a few hours away from that. They're bigger cities, so most likely better facilities. You know... just in case. Call me a worrier!