The CSX dudes like to drive their little mini trains down the tracks and honk the freakin' horn 15 consecutive times at 4:30am for sh!ts and giggles. So here I am! Blogging again, and missing my friends on sb.com.
Hmmmmmmmmm....................it's been a LONG time since I blogged. Lotsa things have happened. The bad news, I found out I have cancer. I did, however, get some way cool painkillers (drawback to said painkillers? VOMIT), radiation, and major surgery. I was SO thankful that my friends called me and checked on me in the hospital, my cell, texts, etc. So, I am going bald and getting radiation burns on my vag. Which, by the way, I lost part of. So someone tell me: WHERE IS MY FREE T-SHIRT!?
Before I get going (you know me!), I must mention I just realized my last entry was a LONG time ago. You would think I could, at the very least, pull something out of my $#@ every five or six days. I mean seriously, what does it take? Five minutes and a keyboard? I have so many things to write about: Bryce, Mark, my renewed relationship with Dad and Lisa, worrying about my Grandma Dear, Kaleb, Jordan, missing my SS friends.....but I don't think it will be possible for me to go through an entire blog entry without talking about radiation and the fact that I have half a vag now, or why the dudes on Monster Quest NEVER capture anything.
Yes, I have been watching a LOT of TV.
So....to the gore: Onto the vag....
The surgery? Exploratory laparotomy, upper VAGINECTOMY (you can figure that one out), cystoscopy, bilateral stents placed in my ureters, ureterolysis of my right ureter, and excision of
(((12))) tumors, two of which are malignant. I had the surgery on April 27th at Central Baptist Hospital. Kaleb took a TON of photos of me still sleeping after surgery with his cell, then captured a pic of Connor, my eleven year old brother, with HIS phone in my face to use as blackmail. Kaleb has been threatening to blow up the pics and put them on the corkboard at Walmart. Or his MySpace. We'll see about that!
Anyway, a "ureterolysis" was necessary to remove a section of my right ureter because it had adhered to an ovarian remnant attached to the pelvic wall - which also had a malignant tumor attached to it. As freakish as it sounds, I had ovarian cancer without any ovaries. I had a cystoscopy so the doc could look at my bladder. Bilateral stents were placed in my ureters, which caused me to pee RED for days and days. And the kicker? Besides the excision of (((12))) tumors, I had an upper vaginectomy. Google it - it's too horrible to type. I have had radiation, Tamofloxin (sp?) which is a type of chemo. I have been vomiting, had diarrhea, a fever, and a disgusting metallic taste in my mouth. So, I can't eat anything. The doctor (I just got back today) gave me medication called Marinol, which is a man-made form of cannabis. Where's the Doritos! But I am a bit scared to try it out. I haven't taken any yet, as I just got pot in a pill today. I want to make sure I don't freak out on it, like the other medications. Oxycodone makes me sick, so I have to take Phenegran. I also take Klonophin, but it knocks me out. I am in a lot of pain as well.
Anyway, I woke up from surgery with a morphine pump. Morphine makes me talk out of my head, so I discussed "Pegasus horses" and the fact that "Laura will shave my head and make me a black wig before my hair falls out" in detail with the male nurse they gave me. Poor sap! I also told him "I have a friend whose REAL NAME is "Retro Julie" and that her mom named her that to make us all laugh at her". Sorry Julie. I also spoke fluent Spanish to one of my nurses, named Joyce, who understood every word (she was Hispanic). I don't remember a thing about it. Then they wouldn't take my cathadar out, so I pitched a fit. Now I will forever be dubbed as "The Holy Foley Terror".
Apart from the wonderful support I have received from my family and friends, unfortunately need more support for my son, who is not handling this well. I am very, very worried about how he is handling this.
Here are some photos from last weekend. I spent the weekend with at Dad's to give Mark a break, and Lisa and I had a blast. Sorry about the dark circles - no master photoshop guru could fix THOSE.
This is Dimple (yes, her real name), who was BFF and next door neighbors with my Granny who just passed away. She is like a surrogate granny to me:

My nephew Braden, who was TERRIFIED on me. He said I look like "a zombie".



My STUNNING stepmother, Lisa:

My SIL Sarah. I don't think she likes me very much, but she did give me some way cool Dr. Seuss pajama bottoms:

My Daddy and I:


Kaleb and I.....sorry girls, I don't have any more recent ones:

I saved my favs for last. I WAS able to photoshop these, along with the help of two different colors of concealer, pancake makeup, and loads of Merle Norman:



Also, I MUST thank all the girls that called me and sent me cards. Thanks Kimberly for calling and helping me feel better about this hematoma. I feel like I have known her forever, and we have A LOT in common. I was SO HAPPY and it made my day when Debra (Mumsie) called me from Australia. Her accent is ADORABLE. I wanted to keep saying "Huh?" and "What" just to make her repeat herself so I could hear more of her accent. Chue (Lisa) made me laugh a lot on the phone, so I had to get off the phone with the Hooch so my belly didn't kill me from the pain of laughing. Debbie, who needs "Texting for Dummies" has made my day with her calls, Christine is the BEST to talk to about anything, Paula is so sweet and helped me with different suggestions to feel better, and my Rosita has been checking on me almost everyday. Love you girls!!!!
Here's some older layouts I haven't been able to post yet.
My Rosita:

My Hooch:

Love ya Gals!
XoXoXo
Kristie