On 01.02.02, I was diagnosed with metastatic breast cancer. Too late for surgery, I had chemotherapy, which failed. In May the chemotherapy was changed and I was soon in remission which was celebrated and welcome and lasted nine years - until October 2011. There was progression in 2011 so more treatment was indicated and I am now back in partial remission. But I'm not only a cancer patient - I also enjoy my family, walk my dogs and am learning to draw and paint. Life is good!

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

School's out!

by Youngest Grandson
Now that Nana's Art Camp has reopened for a few days I taught Youngest Grandson how to make comic faces.  He learned quickly, loved the project which we cropped and resized for a postcard that mom will receive tomorrow. I told him that it's my most favorite idea when I don't have any ideas.

My tumor marker results came through this morning and, as I expected, paralleled the CT scan.  The number is down, but not down enough.  To me it means I need to work even harder to make my body an intractable environment for cancer cells.  I hauled out my unused juicer for an additional way to increase nutrition and downed a pound of carrots.  Steve is making lasagna for tonight's dinner and opted for whole wheat pasta, something he is doing more and more often.  It just feels as though there's not much margin for error.

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