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It takes so little to bring us down.

I went to the dentist this morning.  I have a tiny wire bonded to and behind my bottom front teeth to keep them in place.  This is a braided wire about the thickness of a piece of dental floss that over time, eating, brushing and munching frays and breaks and needs repair.  I was in need of some repair a couple months ago and missed my appointment for a fix and then procrastinated in making another appointment.  The wire continued to deteriorate and I found the offending wire carving a sore on my tongue.  I couldn’t swallow, eat, talk, drink or sleep without severe pain and only gained relief using that magical dental wax – GUM-not the chewing, the brand.   Most of us have had canker sores and can understand how a small disturbance in our mouth can make life miserable.

 

I didn’t realize the extent to which this had affected my daily demeanor until the moment it was fixed.  The procedure took 30 minutes to remove and replace the old with the new wire and in the process the wire egregiously poked my tongue one more time and made me bleed.  When done, with all the equipment, hands and cotton gobs removed from my mouth, the dentist said, “how does that feel?”  I closed my mouth, licked my lips and spontaneously let out a huge sigh of relief, my shoulders fell, my arms relaxed, my jaw slackened.  The doc and nurse laughed, “enough said!!” and I realized it takes so little to bring us down.

 

This wire with the tip the size of a pinpoint had consumed every waking moment without my recognition of the extent of the discomfort/fear. The wax did a fine job of covering the sharpie but I was always concerned about the wax coming off and the pain to follow.

 

On the way home from the dentist I felt so relieved and relaxed and then I started to think about my breast cancer.  Started by a microscopic cell with a mutation that kept it growing, it didn’t cause any physical pain or discomfort, but upon its discovery brought me down.

 

I haven’t written in this blog in a while, I’ve been busy and treatment free.  Yes I’ve had my tri-weekly infusion of herceptin, but that’s a piece of cake, 30 minutes and done.  I’ve been miserable with my skin expanders, but no one needs to hear more about that issue.  I have been exercising; back to eating vegan and traveling, lucky me.  I stopped taking my Arimedex because it was giving me horrific tooth pain and have yet to take another drug (procrastination is one of my big faults), which I will have to deal with sooner rather than later.  Reconstruction surgery is slated for October –which is scary and giving me nightmares– but is the end game of this process.  Do I no longer have anything to say…hardly, but not sure it belongs in this blog.  Although come to think of it, laughter and funny stories are what keeps me going so I need to rethink this.

 

Life is tough with cancer, without cancer, because the scary part, it takes so little to bring us down.

 

But I Feel Good

Two weeks ago I chipped two teeth and visited the dentist. Then I woke up with liquid coming out of my ear and ended up at urgent care and the next day at the ENT. I had a hole in my eardrum and had lost some hearing.  They had no clue how it had happened, maybe it had to do with chemo, radiation, or all the coughing -allergies gone wild-who knows?  Falling apart bit by bit  but I felt good.
I finally stopped coughing (about six weeks), my allergies were better but still there– but keep in mind I felt  pretty GOOD.  I had my annual physical Tuesday with full blood work to check my lipids (everything looked good she said), and my Herceptin infusion and visit with the Oncologist on Wednesday. I see the plastic surgeon next Thursday and the breast surgeon the week after that for a general check and to measure my arms for lymphadema, and then just for sh-its and grins my colonoscopy in two weeks.  I feel great but to look at what’s happened in the last few weeks and all the appointments one would think I am falling apart piece by piece.
Finishing chemo was huge, radiation even better, but I am not done yet–but I feel good.
I am now taking the Arimadex (estrogen sucking drug for 5 years)  and have to watch for side effects: aching (apparently bad enough the Oncologist said CALL me immediately if this happens); menopause side effects may return, please no; increase lipid levels which I thought would be no problem until my blood work came back. Oh and bone demineralization which I will now be on fosimax to counter.  The side effects from that…I won’t go into those.
But I feel GOOD physically,mentally though I am a little annoyed, concerned and ferclemped and fa–mished.. Here’s a topic, fracking in southwestern Pennsylvania, talk amongst yourselves.  For all you SNL fans.
What is upsetting me is my lipid levels, they are HIGH.  After two years of being a vegan and bringing my cholesterol down 55 points to healthy and LDL to normal range…I am now 85 up on cholesterol and in the high range for LDL.  I have not been a vegan for the last year but didn’t think I’d been so bad,  For how high it is I should have been eating red meat, all meat, cheese, butter, ice cream, lobster, sugar, alcohol and a Big Mac once a week!  The annoying part in all this…Arimadex causes an increase in, you guessed it, lipid levels. I have six months to try my vegan diet to decrease my numbers again, get retested and see what’s what.  The caveat is — if they do not go down, then the question will be is it the Arimadex?
Then I will have to….oh never mind
I do feel GOOD!

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