This week has been a really difficult one for me....lots of drama at work.
It reminded me a lot of the fear, horror, etc. that I felt on 6/22/2006 when I heard those three words...YOU HAVE CANCER.
I am still around, 13 years later, to tell people to always have hope. My journey was certainly not easy and frustration would be an understatement. Disagreeing with the doctors on the treatment I wanted to pursue was right at the top of my frustration level, causing me months of tears and anxiety. Even when the doctors tell you something is 'impossible'.....don't necessarily fall into a funk believing everything you are told. I'm NOT saying to disregard your doctor's advice.....just to use YOUR own judgment and to trust YOUR gut reactions. Get that second opinion, ask questions.....do what YOU need to do to make it all 'ok' in your mind.
I had so many doctors telling me that I just COULDN'T do the surgical procedure that I wanted. As a matter of fact, on 11/7/2006, I was told, flat out by the surgeon, that I only had TWO years to live. What a way to wake up from surgery! Here I am...still going strong all these years later.
The drama at work is over (hopefully) and like many other days, this one will pass. There is one difference though. Even all these years later, I still have a respect for this date.....a sense of accomplishment that I proved the doctors wrong. Some day, I will walk into that surgeon's office (I doubt he will even remember me) and remind him that so many years ago, he told me that I should have died from this disease. Clearly, he was 100% WRONG!
Dx 6/22/2006 IIA rectal cancer
6 wks rad/Xeloda -finished 9/06
1st attempt transanal excision 11/06
11/17/06 XELOX 1 cycle
5 months Xeloda only Dec '06 - April '07
10+ blood clots, 1 DVT 1/07
transanal excision 4/20/07 path-NO CANCER CELLS!
NED now and forever!
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