This time it's my body that's going in for a little repair.

I'm putting my current experience onto this site not to garner sympathy but to let any woman out there, facing yet another bout with metastic breast cancer, that chemotherapy can help, be a good thing and not devastate one's life as I had always believed. I have had breast cancer since 1993 with ten years of great health. Six years ago I dealt with bone involvement that looked like I might not leave the hospital. Last November I had my spleen removed as it housed a tumor positive for breast cancer. I'd say it's a darn pesky disease. Now it's appeared in my abdomen and since I've never had chemo like this before I'm a good candidate. I won't be losing my hair and will work to stay on top of the nausea and other side effects. So far so good. Since I had a port placed in my chest that goes directly into the superior venae cavae, I just get plugged in and save my veins. Chemotherapy has had some improvements made to it and I'm confident that this will knock out whatever is going on in my digestive system. My doc says he can't cure me....dah...I think we all have gotten that message but I feel strongly that I can heal with the prayers, alternative therapies I do and the loving support of my family and friends.

So we left for Spokane early with it raining at home to find it a blizzard by the time we got to Sprague and all the way into the clinic. Eric's an excellent driver and the lux car did wonderfully!

Here's a picture of my port. It's called a Power Port. It's about the size of a silver dollar under the skin and looks a little like I've got the Staples "EASY" button sitting on my chest. I keep pushing it but so far no new laptops or flat screens have fallen out of the sky. It's a short stay surgical procedure under local anesthetic. It was completely healed in ten days and only a bit uncomfortable for four of them. It's worth doing.

So I entered the Chemotherapy Suite, took a seat and started the first round of CMF. I was the only healthy person in there so made an effort to beam out healing light to the really sick patients around me. I had an excellent nurse who also provided me with a chemo class so I'd know all about what was happening, why and how to deal with the after effects. Got lots of prescriptions for some very good drugs too. So no pain, no nausea, no problem.

So dear readers, if you think of me, think positive healing thoughts and see me rebounding to remodel, reconstruct and repair lots more in the coming years. I received, for Christmas from my sister, all the parts and pieces for starting a garden in the Goat Shed green house given to me as a present from Eric. He's still modifying it but it's looking great! What a wonderful guy.

For now I'm going to kick back, relax and enjoy the fruits of my labors on the house and property. It's in the teens outside, snowy and the pellet stove feels so good to curled up in front of with some new books.