Lord, do you love me?

I never know what to title my posts. So I think I'll wait until I'm done and see if there's something that sticks out.

Today is Sunday, I think.  Being quarantined makes it hard to remember what day it is as we do pretty much the same thing. We've been trying to add new things each week to make the Sabbath more special than the other days.

I've had some random thoughts, so this post will probably be all over the place.

I've just had my week off of chemo.  I don't feel more energetic or anything, I just don't have to go through 2 days of feeling like I have the flu. I really like it, but it makes going back all the more hard.

I go in Tuesday for my appointment with Esplin and then my chemo.  For some reason I feel a bit more anxious.  He'll take my tumor markers....which we won't know for a few days after my appointment, but then I'll know if it will be time to stop Taxol because it's not working or if I will continue with it because it's still holding things at bay.

I've really been tested with mental endurance.  I feel like I just can't keep going on this nasty poison, but the alternative means that it's not working, so then I want to stay on it.  I've been reading all these facebook posts in this new group that was created for the worldwide fast.  I've been reading everyone's miracles and  I so want one for me.  I dream of getting a scan and having my doctor call and say, Kristi! There's no sign of Cancer!  No sign at all!   However, that's not going to happen....and then just as I type that, I think see Kristi, you don't have enough faith....   Oh How I want a miracle, but I know I have this trial for some reason, and even though I don't know what that reason is, I don't think I've learned what I'm supposed to learn yet. I have A LOT to learn!

I've had the great opportunity to travel a lot during my life.  There's been a unique feeling that happens to me sometimes when I travel.  I won't be able to explain it well in words, but I'll try.  There have been times when I'm on a tour of ancient ruins or something and I kind of pull out of myself for a bit and see all of the people and feel the hugeness of the world and I feel very, very insignificant. I feel very alone in the middle of it and wonder how on earth my Father in Heaven can possibly be aware of ME.  I pull back in and reassure myself that indeed he is aware and I move on and forget about it...on purpose.  Maybe I was afraid at that moment to ask Him if he is, because 1-  It feels too huge and 2- maybe I was afraid of the answer.  I have felt that a few times during this pandemic.  With all that is going on with the world, reading about some people's miracles and other people's tragedies and thinking of all the people working tirelessly to help others, MY cancer feels very insignificant.  I start to think that my Father in Heaven can't possibly have time to help me, bless me, even be aware of me.  I think of the angels extra busy assisting people on earth who really need it RIGHT now.  Of angels welcoming new arrivals and teaching them and I'm just over here hanging out wondering if He still remembers I have cancer and I'm scared. If he remembers my girls are scared of losing their mother. If he remembers my husband is worried about losing me and how he will take care of the girls on his own.....If he remembers he doesn't feel good either.  If he remembers my child that struggles with depression and anxiety.
It's time for me to look back at my life and see the miracles I have experienced, to stop and count my blessings and all that proves HE does still remember that I'm over here scared of all of it.

I am reminded of Peter when the Lord asked him 3 times do you love me?  Do you think the Lord feels like Peter may have felt?  Lord, you know I love you. I've been with you, I've followed you, learned from you, helped you.  Kristi, You know I love you, remember all that I've done for you? Remember how I've blessed you and comforted you? Maybe he's feeling a little flabbergasted like Peter must have felt.......Lord how can you even ask me that? You know!  Kristi, how can you even ask me that?  You know!
I know that I don't understand His power.  I can't begin to comprehend how omniscience works.

“My beloved brothers and sisters, I testify of angels, both the heavenly and the mortal kind. In doing so I am testifying that God never leaves us alone, never leaves us unaided in the challenges that we face…On occasions, global or personal, we may feel we are distanced from God, shut out from heaven, lost, alone in dark and dreary places. Often enough that distress can be of our own making, but even then, the Father of us all is watching and assisting. And always there are those angels who come and go all around us, seen and unseen, known and unknown, mortal and immortal.” Elder Jeffrey R. Holland

And my heart is lifted, my faith is reaffirmed.

post note:  immediately upon finishing this post, the song from my mom's funeral came on the radio "She Put the Music in me"   There's my angel and there's my miracle.

Focus on the posistive

When I was first diagnosed, almost a year ago, I was reminded of a gal in my old ward/neighborhood, that had MBC. I knew her a little bit, and thought the world of her, but didn't know her really well.
However, in my need for answers, hope and needing some reassurance, I called her, or maybe she called me. She was so good at listening and helped me realize that it's possible to live WITH cancer.

Well, the year has gone on and things have changed with my cancer multiple times. My hopes and fears have been all over the place.

After my last scans, I was back in an emotional hole. Feeling lack of hope, fear of my future or lack thereof, mad at my body and frustrated with my stupid cancer that is more aggressive and complicated than I want/thought it would be.
So on Monday, my friend texted and came over for a visit.  She brought treats and gifts etc. but most importantly, she brought hope. I don't think she even knows how much she helped me.

She has had MBC for 11 years! and most incredibly, she never had clear scans until last year!  So she has been living and working and doing WITH cancer. It wasn't until just a year ago that she got her first clear scan!
She has had several surgeries over the years to remove tumors and at the beginning she had a double mastectomy and hysterectomy.
I know she told me this a year ago, but I hear so many stories of people's journeys and my brain is in such a fog that I forget who goes with which story.

Anyway, I guess in the whole dream I have of getting to the point of no evidence of disease, I get too focused on it. Her visit  helped me realize that even if I don't get to a point of NED, I can still LIVE. I can still survive.
I started thinking about how my liver tumor IS shrinking, my bone lesions aren't going to kill me.....as long as they stay in the bones.  even the cancer in my breast isn't going to kill me......at least not now. It's the cancer that spreads to my organs, etc. that I need to be most worried about, and right now it's okay.  There are treatments for my lesions that aren't responding to chemo and I can be hopeful.
So I am. I'm focusing on the positive. Feeling more brave to fight and that is good for today.

Panic and stability

My bone scan and CT scans were on Monday Sept. 30.
My anxiety shot so high up.  I was holding back tears, sometimes unsuccessfully, all day. While waiting for a shot of contrast stuff, I just about had a panic attack.  I don't know what was going on, just loads and loads of fear.
After my first scan of the day, we had about an hour break and were able to go get food since I had been fasting. When we got to the car, it all came pouring out. Poor Kevin.
I was so nervous and mad and distraught and sad. I just kept saying that "This is not the way my story is supposed to be!" "My life isn't supposed to go this way" " I hate everything about this...even the building we just came out of." 
Kevin just listened as I bawled and complained and shouted how unfair this all is and how I just wanted to wake up from this nightmare. 
I still feel like I'm living someone else's story.
After a second very long scan, we went home and I crashed. I was so physically and emotionally drained.
Well, the results were actually pretty good!
My Dr. appointment was this Wednesday and Dr. Esplin went over all the scans and says that right now I'm basically stable. Also, both tumor markers have come down!

This is great news!  However, I can't seem to feel very excited. Don't get me wrong, I'm so glad it wasn't the opposite, but I think I'm scared to hope and scared to be happy about it. 
One thing I've learned in the past 7 months is how smart Cancer can get and so so fast.  Anytime my drugs can just stop working cause the cancer has mutated and figured out how to survive.
I'm afraid to hope because I don't want to be caught off guard again. I don't want to be naive and think I'm doing so well only to learn that I'm not.

Maybe if I can have more and more scan results like that and get to a place of No Evidence of Disease, then I'll be able to emotionally celebrate a bit. But as all Metastatic patients know, it's never over until we take our last breath.
Dr. Esplin was also really happy about how I'm tolerating this Afinitor. He keeps expecting me to have peeling rashes on my hands and feet and mouth sores.  I haven't had any of those.
My current side effects are; itchy itchy dry skin....sometimes I scratch too much and I leave sores. Cotton mouth, nose sores. Constantly clearing my throat. Cold symptoms like runny nose and slight cough, sties in my eyes, fatigue, sometimes vomiting, also some not so fun stuff at the other end.
And I know there's more, I just can't think of them.......that's another one. MY brain drives me crazy. I can't multi task anymore, can't remember what I was just doing, etc. etc.
As time goes on, I could have more and more side effects, but for now I can tolerate these.

I've been having a lot of pain in my back. I have a lot of tumors up and down my spine and ribs. I can't seem to walk or be on my feet very long without it aching. I also can't carry heavy things or even small things for a period of time, or my back just aches.
I have a new pain in my left breast up high. He felt it, but couldn't feel anything there. Yesterday though, it became warm and red....so he called in some antibiotics for me.

I was reminiscing yesterday about how I was nervous to plant my garden this Spring. Well, I harvested "A LOT" and now we're expecting a hard freeze so it's all done.  I'm gad I planted and I'm glad I harvested and I hope I'll still be good for next year.