Yep you read that right: round three. In a nutshell my time in hell, otherwise known as the autologous stem cell transplant I did back in September 2009 failed. Saddam (the name of my second tumor) is dead however his cousin (whose name is yet to be determined) has sprouted due north, just above my sternum.
I write to you today from beautiful, sunny Zion, Illinois where I'm being seen for my second, second opinion at The Cancer Treatment Center of America. The first second opinion was last Friday at the University of Minnesota, with a third happening next week in Nebraska.
Once again my life has been tossed into a whirlwind. I asked my doc at Mayo if I was terminal after I was told my options were few. Her answer, "Well, we are all terminal to some extent.". Ok you tell me; what the hell does that mean? And thus the search began for second opinions.
I have thought and rethought about the many things to write about here, especially since the Big C has once again decided to remain a big pain in my ass. The thing is I could tell you how grim my future looks and I could also piss, bitch, and moan about how unfair this is but I refuse to go down that road. I won't lie; it's been a rough couple of weeks but I'll be damned if I will allow Cancer to invade my body AND my life. As far as I'm concerned there is always hope. Without hope you have nothing and nothing is something I don't have.
I'm learning a plethera of lessons about life as I enter round three the first being that I could never thank the Lord enough for giving me the family and friends I have. If love could kill Cancer mine would be dead a million times over.
So with that said I'm now taking suggestions for names of my new tumor (be creative here folks) as I gear up for the next round of fighting. My only request is that when you see me, please remember I'm still the same Kristin I've always been and I'm ALIVE and no need to worry because the Big C isn't contagious. I'm full of life yet and I'll be damned if I'm going down without a fight! Until my next post....much love!
Kristin
Kristen.... I am new to your blog... I beat 3rd stage lung... Think positive..the type you have is beatable... I have read many blogs with the type cancer you speak of...That was kinda F'd up your doctor not telling you where to stood. I didn't have time on my side and was lucky the first doctor I saw I like and he fought it agressively... You are welcome to click on my link on my main blog "Cancer and I lived" and read my story. KEEP in MIND that everyone body is different.
ReplyDeleteHugs ~ hang in there... You are in my prayers