Thursday, December 27, 2007

Gifts that Rock, Part 2

Mom got her chemo port removed today. It's like a huge symbol that the disease is gone. She found out she had cancer on December 7 of last year. One year a couple of weeks later it's really, REALLY gone. Now there's a gift you can't fit under the tree.
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8 comments:

Stacey said...

yyyyyaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!

December 27, 2007 at 4:18 PM
Supermom said...

my co-worker walked into my office a week ago and plopped her port on my desk to show me. She had had it removed the week prior and I had shown interest in how a port actually works and looks.

but I didn't mean literally. =)

December 31, 2007 at 7:06 AM
Susan said...

I didn't realize Mom still had hers, I had just assumed they'd removed it already! She mentioned over Christmas that she would be glad to get it out because she kept forgetting to go get it flushed once a month. I'd be glad to get it out just to GET IT OUT.

December 31, 2007 at 9:12 AM
From the Doghouse said...

AWESOME!

Had a friend tell me about someone who went to get their port out and couldn't - because that's when they found out they were pregnant!

December 31, 2007 at 10:00 AM
grammargirl said...

Susan, I've been reading your blog for a while now, but never have commented until today. You truly are a great writer and I enjoy your blog very much. You always make me smile. Anyway, this post really hit home for me. I hope that this time next year, I'll receive that same gift. I'm so happy for your Mom! Supermom, I have a port and still don't really know what it looks like or how it works, but I'm grateful it does and I promise not to leave it on your desk :-)! And Doghouse, if that happens to us, we're in serious trouble. Hubby says no more, I'm too old anyway, and the drugs I've been getting would not be good for a baby. But I hope all went well for your friend's friend.

January 3, 2008 at 9:01 AM
Susan said...

GG - I've been thinking about you and hoping your treatment is going well. Believe it or not, my mom made a comment the other day about how the chemo wasn't really that bad. Dad looked at her like she was crazy and said, "YES IT WAS!" Hindsight's a funny thing. I chalked it up to the whole birthing thing. Once it's done and the result is good, you block out the memory of the pain. Or so they say. Having not been through chemo or giving birth I can't say from experience!

January 3, 2008 at 10:05 AM
grammargirl said...

At the risk of totally embarrasing myself, I'm going to tell you that I have a caring bridge site where I journal about my whole cancer experience. www.caringbridge.org/visit/sharonsmith
I've never been brave enough to identify myself; there's something comforting about anonymity. But if folks are nice enough to think about me and wish me well, the least I can do is let them check my blog out IF they want to.
Right now, the bad chemo is fresh enough in my mind that I haven't forgotten. But I have almost forgotten the pain of childbirth. That part is very true. Otherwise, nobody would ever have more than one child!
BTW, can't say enough good things about caring bridge. Love that site! They do a good thing.

January 3, 2008 at 2:02 PM
Susan said...

There's nothing embarrasing about sharing the trip. It's long painful road and the more support the better! The site looks awesome. I wish we'd known about it when Mom started her treatment. She isn't technilogical enough to have actually USED it (she can barely email) but I think seeing other people's stories and first-hand accounts can take away some of the fear of the unknown.

January 3, 2008 at 3:58 PM

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