tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50294490796287639102024-03-13T12:20:20.321-05:00The Hoagie Clan!I share about my life from my heart, the my raw, real emotions, unedited, it doesn't get any more real than this! I may whine, complain etc, but I will also praise God, give him the Glory and share about how I wouldn't make it thru all this w/o HIM!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.comBlogger374125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-1175844486079254372014-09-10T06:04:00.001-05:002014-09-10T06:04:39.817-05:00You Survived!<div style="color: #ff2600; font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 18px;">
<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">You have “those kind of days” where you sit back and realize that you’ve survived. You survived the things that almost broke you. That some days you thought did break you. Or even still, you sometimes you think you are indeed, broken. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">But you’re still here. Looking at the horrid stuff that got thrown your way. You’re not immune to it. No one is any more or less deserving of the heaping pile of crap that has somehow landed on your head. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The days that you look at what your children have endured and you weep. That’s all you can do is cry for your children b/c if you’re feeling like the world is caving in, how do they feel? Yet they bounce back! It’s like the paddle balls you get at a carnival.. man those suckers come whipping back at you! Kids do the same thing! And they come back stronger. It may take awhile but they are resilient. I know this b/c I have seen it first hand. My children are strong. They are fighters. They are inspiring to me. Isn’t that what parenting is about? Or what it should be about? That when faced with the things like Cancer and Autism and Bladder Exstrophy and PTSD and well.. there isn’t a word for what the family members that don’t have a “label” go through when they sit back and watch their family go through all that. They don’t have the “label” stamped across their forehead but they sure as hell deserve one. They sit in a tough spot. They see firsthand how all this stuff is hitting their siblings and parents. And they wonder when will something hit them?? My sweet children, how sorry I am that you feel like that. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I won’t pretend that what we have gone through hasn’t left me in what feels like a million pieces some days. I want to put my fist through a wall when my son is crying uncontrollably because he is literally saying to me “ I can’t make it stop” He can’t stop the rage and feelings that swallow him whole. I can’t make that go away. I can’t make what my other 3 kids feel go away when they watch all this unfold. The range of emotions that wash through them is….well I’m not smart enough to insert the appropriate word to fit. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">The people on the outside see just a snippet of what really goes on behind closed doors. Well what goes on behind these closed doors? A lot of tears, a lot of prayer and a lot of laughter. The combination of those 3 are probably what keeps us all together. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I still have days that I can hear CLEARLY the Dr. telling me as I’m driving down Main St on an absolutely beautiful summer morning that my husband did have cancer. Wait.. say that again? not because I want to hear it but because I don’t believe it. It feels like i’m watching this happen to someone else. I don’t know where to go with what that feels like. Where does a spouse fit in to the equation? </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">So I guess I ask of people or would ask if anyone had the balls to come right out and ask me why I have had a difficult time..”WHAT WOULD YOU DO????” Your husband, father to your children, literally the first and only love of your life has been given a diagnosis that you have NO idea what will bring or mean to your family. And you already are dealing w/ circumstances that scare you and rattle you. How can I make it better? How can I do this? questions that go through your mind and never stop. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">Now, I don’t apologize for my feelings. I am NOT going to. Ever. I have told my children that they NEVER need to apologize for how they feel. No one can take that away from you. You have a right to feel how you feel. Our reaction to those feelings are where it counts. I’ll be the first one to tell you my reaction was to let fear get a grip on me. I have to fight it. I have to fight depression and anxiety. Those things that don’t leave a physical scar or outward warning to everyone else that you may just be a basket case walking around disguised as a mom. And if you do let it out.. well that isn’t always acceptable either. But it’s reality. It’s my reality and unfortunately it’s the reality that so many people face all the time. It robs you of joy and peace and happiness. </span></div>
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<span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;">I am forever changed. We have ups and downs. I am just barely scratching the surface of how the different “things”, circumstances.. whatever you want to call it have and continue to affect me. I’m not going to give up. I’ll be honest and say that some days I do want to give up. I want to hide. If I hide then for a little while nothing can creep into my hiding place and knock the wind out of me again. But I can’t stay there. It’s not healthy. It’s not where I’m supposed to be. I need to find a place of peace and solitude to re-group. But hiding out isn’t going to change anything. I am thankful for a God that loves me just as I am. He knows me. He knows the desires of my heart. He’s blessed me with these awesome kids that love me in spite of all my short comings. And he’s given me a husband that doesn’t judge me, doesn’t tell me to “get over it” but prays for me. Sends me text messages that are prayers asking God to help me through the day. That’s where we are at today. </span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-81354520690244404882014-06-07T06:48:00.001-05:002014-06-07T06:48:14.498-05:00Don't Judge<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>So I have had these thoughts rolling around in my head. well questions really. Most of which are very pointless b/c it's not likely that I will ever get answers until I meet Jesus. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>Why do people who go through trial after trial keep getting hit? It's not just the big things. It's the little things too. We have dealt with birth defects that are lifelong issues, autism, depression, cancer, anxiety disorders and all the crap that goes with that. How it affects each member of the family differently, how do Darnell and I as parents help our kids handle it all? How do we handle it all? </b></span><br />
<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>Then we also deal with the little things. But they seem like HUGE things when you have the heavy hitters already on top of you. I need so much dental work that it will cost a small fortune ( well maybe not that much) to have it all done. The longer I go the worse it will get. I have a fantastic dentist but honestly- I owe them a couple hundred dollars from the dental work I had done last year. Savannah needs braces. Our van has held up but it's starting to have some issues. We don't have a 2nd vehicle. WE NEED ONE. We struggle some months to pay the monthly bills. It has improved through the years but the kids get older, they need more things... I can't keep up with it all. I don't say all this to complain. I say all this to shed some light on these things that from my standpoint, so many take for granted. I feel like, and this is just from my experience, that all these things added on top of the health issues are just overwhelming. Maybe I just feel that way b/c in the last year I have battled depression and anxiety like never before. I'm telling you, when your world gets rocked upside down, it doesn't turn right side up when it seems like everything is back to "normal". </b></span><br />
<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>I have been told countless times that things can always be worse. This is true. I've seen people go through things a lot worse than what we have. HOWEVER.. that does not, in any way, make what we deal with less difficult. Maybe it's just me but when your husband is diagnosed with cancer, you don't just bounce right back. Am I thankful they caught it in time? OF COURSE. jeez. it's like when someone says oh but it could have been so much worse, they caught it, he's fine now. Ok, well how about YOU DEAL WITH IT. On top of the load that was there already. I honestly don't want to sound like a big whiner. But this is my life. This is what I deal with and struggle with. I just want to get my kids to appointments and to work and not have to take Darnell to work by 5a.m. so we have the van while he's at work God bless Jeremiah for doing that so much b/c he's an early bird (well more than me haha) but seriously, can we catch a break? Can just getting to and from places not be a chore in and of itself? The burden of dental work and keeping up with just the basics of life is overwhelming to say the least.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>With all that being said, one would say that I am just looking at the negative, not the positive. Well I'm not. I promise. I have seen God do amazing things in our life. There have been friends and family that have stepped in and bent over backwards for our family. That are by our side through it all. They make it all bearable. God makes the way. I don't know why some of the other things can't just fall into place. I just feel defeated in the area of all the things so many take for granted. I'm working on it. I started selling Thirty One to force myself to do something that was out of my comfort zone but something I really like. I am praying I can build up this small business. Enough to help pay for some bills so we can afford a car payment. or for whatever else we need. I pray God will open doors for me to be able to tap into the right places for customers and people that are want to have parties. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>I will end with this~ There is always someone else that has it worse. Yes I can be more positive. I'm a work in progress. But I'm trying to give it all to God and not handle it all on my own. It's a daily struggle. Sometimes hourly. Depression and anxiety are not things that people see from the outside. They might see that you aren't social like you used to be or are different. But not because you WANT to be. It stops you in your tracks and makes life feel crappy. God reminds me through my husband's prayers for me and my kids laughing and just seeing their beautiful faces that He is walking with me. the hard stuff doesn't go away but those reminders help you keep on swimming. This month will be 1 year that Darnell was diagnosed with cancer. June 10th ( my birthday) he had the "cyst"removed in the Dr's office very routinely. June 18th was when I got the call when I was driving that he had cancer. That changes your life. Now a year later, he is healthy. To look at him, you would never know he went through 7 weeks of radiation and a surgery that was tough to fully recover from but he made it look like a piece of cake. God gave us the grace to get through it. So I am thankful that a year later, life is different but we made it through. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>Please don't judge. Don't judge when you look at someone or hear what they have to say and automatically think that life is just fine for them. We never know the struggles others face after they walk into their home and are able to take the smile off their face. Have mercy and grace. Everyone has their own story and their own struggles. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: orange; font-size: large;"><b>Some of us are more vocal about it, ME ME ME, lol. Some are not. One is better or worse than the other. So I'm going to go about my day and try to keep reminding myself that God is my provider and my strength. He carries me. </b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-87111411442786062062014-05-26T23:14:00.002-05:002014-05-26T23:14:48.869-05:00How this mom of a special needs child feels...<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>This may end up being random but my hope is to give you some insight into the life as a mom with 4 kids, 2 of which each have different, but special needs. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>The first thought that goes through my mind in the morning is what kind of mood will Isaiah be in. Will he be ok, will he be full of anxiety or stress...When I ask/tell him to do something he refuses. I can't tell him 2 or 3 things at a time or he shuts down. He doesn't handle too many things going on at one time. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>I feel on edge all the time. I want to make sure he's not stressing. I want to make sure he's not having issues w/ his siblings. How his actions affect them is a constant concern. Will they resent him, will they resent me? Every situation is different. I see the looks on my kids face when I know it's a rough day. It's not just a rough day for Isaiah, it is for all of us. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>I want him to feel good about himself. I want him to be able to enjoy life. As a mom, a wife... jeez just as a human being.. I want to be able to go through a day without the constant concern about whether or not a trip to the store is going to cause a meltdown. The last few years I've got to the point that I do not want to go anywhere. I don't want to deal with the issues outside of our home. I can't avoid it but it's easier to deal with at home. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>It may come off that I have become anti social or just don't want to do things w/ my friends or family. I DO!!! But I'm exhausted. If I leave, I can't leave if Darnell's not home. Yes my kids are older, the girls babysit all the time. HOWEVER- I can't leave them to stay with Isaiah. It's a recipe for disaster. I've tried and I end up getting phone calls b/c things don't go well. It's not fair to the girls. So it got to the point that it just got easier to stay home. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>I am constantly worried about how J, H & S deal with this. I know they get it to some extent but they are still kids. Sometimes it really just sucks. We try to help them understand. We are just human though. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>It also may seem that if you look at Isaiah or are with him, especially someplace he wants to be, that he's "normal" a word I've come to hate. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>If he's doing something he likes, his mood, behavior.. is completely different. Stick around until it's time to be done. Or go home. That short amount of time is in no way enough time for assumptions to be made. Don't assume things about my children based on a few encounters or in situations that he's enjoying himself. Those times that he's having a good time are times we cherish. He's not feeing anxious or upset or frustrated. and neither am I b/c my child is happy.</b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>Haley has to cath. She's had more surgeries than birthdays. She deals with pain that no one really understands and is always waiting for the next UTI to hit. When it does, she's in a LOT of pain. Don't get me wrong, she doesn't let this slow her down. But it's always there. She's realizing that this is part of her life. It's not going away. It's something we learn to manage. I knew the days would come that she would realize that this is something she has to live with. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>Jeremiah and Savannah have to watch their brother and sister deal with this. It affects them greatly. How do I juggle all this? </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>How can I make sure that my kids are mentally and emotionally healthy? I rely on God. I'll admit though that this last year it's been difficult. More than the usual questioning of faith we all go through at times. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>It is a constant battle of my mind and emotions. Not letting my emotions consume me. Letting the scriptures I've come to rely on get me through the day. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>This is just some thoughts and insight on how life is for us. And this is just scratching the surface. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-7966224332220152572014-05-17T22:33:00.003-05:002014-05-17T22:53:39.224-05:00It's been awhile...<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>Where do I begin? I haven't blogged in so long prob because I didn't want to say the same things I've said before all over again. I honestly don't want to hear "Oh Melissa, just look on the bright side, look how far you've come...yada yada yada".. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>WELL NOW. Do you think that I choose to look at the circumstances I face and go.. Oh well I just am going to ignore the good things in life. NO NO NO. If you really know me, know my life, my circumstance and know my HEART, you'd know that I'd love nothing more than to walk away from the junk feelings and embrace all that God has for me. I have good moments, I have days that I do embrace all of it. If I didn't, I wouldn't make it day to day. But there is this thing called mental illness. Depression. Anxiety. Just b/c you ignore it doesn't make it less real. I face it and fight it everyday. I'm seeing a counselor. I do as many of the pro-active things as I can. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>Do you ever wake up with that feeling like you just can't breathe? Or you're so frozen with fear that you're afraid to move? If not than please do some research. I can prob say with almost 100% certainty that someone else you know feels this way. And they too feel misunderstood. That feeling, on top of everything else, makes people like me feel even worse. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>I haven't blogged b/c I don't want to hear one more person to tell me to cheer up, look on the bright side, focus on the good not the bad...or the huge list of other things said to people like me that once you've said those things, I just want to punch you in the face. seriously. I'm not lying. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>This doesn't mean I don't have faith, if anything it brings me to my knees even more b/c I can not in any way shape or form have any hope to come out of this in one peace if I don't keep hanging on. Does hanging on to the Lord mean I am not going to feel crappy? In my opinion, no it doesn't. It means I am human. I am dealing with my issues in the best way I can. Not the best way YOU can. I know God is walking with me. My walk with God is going to look entirely different than your walk with him. He meets me where I am at. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"><b>In spite of all that ^^ A lot of GOOD is happening. We moved into a a much bigger and fabulous home 3 weeks ago. We got to paint the kids rooms and they picked out the colors.. there were so many personal touches we were able to make. It's been a huge blessing. The actual moving process sucks but now that it's all done, I'm loving it! </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-69143632634218112512014-02-15T13:05:00.001-06:002014-02-15T13:05:25.351-06:00Strugging..<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>It's been a while since I have blogged. I guess because I got tired of blogging about all the hard things I 'm dealing with. </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>Things have gotten a bit better but I am still struggling. a lot. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>Doing everyday, normal things feel like a chore. Some days just waking up and getting through the days is so hard. I have shed many tears over these feelings. I feel like everything is so difficult. The days when Isaiah is having a hard day, it literally feels like I have to live minute by minute. I have found that really the only ones that truly understand that are other parents of autistic children. I never know what will set him off. He's constantly bored and hungry and obsessing over one thing or another. As a parent, it's like living on edge all the time. I am doing the best I can. We are researching ABA- applied behavioral analysis. It's a very difficult approach at first b/c we have to be strong while we let Isaiah get to the point that he knows we aren't going to give in. </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>How this affects our other kids is a constant worry. I know I need to get into therapy, we prob need to get our other kids into therapy to help them deal w/ having an autistic brother. There are appointments that need to be made and so many interventions we need to do for Isaiah. I'm exhausted. mentally. </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>I'm on the lookout for a good support group for the spouses of cancer patients. It is a constant battle not to fight the urge to go on with life.. It seems like I should be able to move on. Look at the positive...move forward. How do you do that when you're feeling like your stuck in quick sand? </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>I have done a lot of praying and reading my bible. I have found a lot of comfort in knowing that God is still with me while I am struggling. I know that we will have trials in our lives and I am so thankful for God's grace that I am still getting through. Maybe not in my time frame, but I trust God. I just want any friends or family that read this to know that I am not pulling away b/c (if you think I am ) I am mad at anyone. </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>I just am drained. It takes all I have to get through the days and I am barely doing that sometimes. My husband and kids are getting the short end of the stick. My first priority is to give what i do have to them. There isn't much left over. </b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>So I guess I feel better. for at least writing this. I may sound like a broken record but honestly, oh well. None of this goes away overnight. Darnell having cancer and being treated for it was the single most devastating thing to ever happen. He is the love of my life. He is the ONLY person in the world that knows me better than I know myself. Having that threatened by cancer completely turned me upside down. Even with my faith and all that, It is not something I can let go of. the threat of it coming back.. scares me to death. I never in a million years thought we'd be dealing w/ this. I was already dealing with Isaiah's autism and Haley and bladder exstrophy, making sure Jeremiah and Savannah were ok... having my security completely rocked when Darnell got diagnosed was the last straw. people can move on and let go b/c of a good prognosis. I am working towards that. I am trying to be everything my family needs me to be. I love them so much, so much so that I am heart broken that I can't get past the depression. it's like if I can't even give my kids and hubby what they need from me, there's really nothing left for anyone else. God will see me through this. It just takes time. </b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: blue;"><b>oh and if you do read this, whoever you are.. I am selling thirty-one gifts. PLEASE consider helping me get this business going. I want to book parties and I feel like people give other people a chance and I am asking the same. I need my friends and family to help me out! </b></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-36767530278753490502014-01-12T09:42:00.001-06:002014-01-12T09:42:23.907-06:00Dreams<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I woke up about a half hour ago and this is the 3rd morning I woke having had weird dreams. The ones that resinate with you for awhile. Today I woke up with the song " My God, will never give up, never give up on me..." by Hillsong ( I'm pretty sure) </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>The other part of the dream was that I was with people, some I knew some I didn't. I was talking, shouting, trying to say SOMETHING and I just kept getting ignored. I feel that way a lot in real life. It's not a statement I make so people will come to me and say " Melissa.. it's not like that at all" It's a personal issue I guess. But it's how I feel. Darnell has a very big family. It can be intimidating at times. In my house we have 6 people and now that the kids are older it's as loud as it was 10 years ago when Isaiah was born and I had a baby crying, 2 toddlers that could scream like no body's business and 7 yr old that was.. well 7. It was noisy and loud then. It's noisy and loud now. Only now, it's mom, I need this. Mom, where is my...'blah blah blah" you get it. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I feel like I get lost in it. We have so many "different" issues than most families. I have to take care of the details. I am ok with that. I am good at it. I feel confident taking care of Haley after surgery b/c I've done it so much. Even after Darnell had surgery, his wound care, the drain he had.. none of it freaked me out. Those things are my strengths. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>But being heard, having a voice..has never been part of who I am. It's frustrating. I've spent the better part of 10 years pratically screaming at Racine Unified to help Isaiah. In the school setting at least. I got no where. For awhile I was telling other people.. HEY THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG HERE!! WHY WON'T YOU LISTEN TO ME DAMN IT!!! </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>screaming gets you no where. Believe me, I have tried. So here I am with all that hanging in my head. But then that song.. "my God".... MY GOD will never give up on me. If people down here won't listen to me.. hear me, pay attention to what I have to say. MY GOD will. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>If you read my blog regularly please, if you feel comfortable, please comment or say hey. I don't know if I am reaching anyone. Is ANYONE reading this? Do I keep blogging or shut it down and just journal? If you read and you're a prayer warrior.. please pray for us. We got some oh so fabulous news that the insurance I thought would last at least through the end of the month ( because I got a letter saying it would! ) ended Jan.1. and with that means the co-payments of some meds I take are huge. And I didn't plan for that. The foodshare that I was counting on at least through this month didn't come through. Darnell took a few days off for Haley's surgery. Now we will be short with his check, no foodshare to help get the higher priced groceries ( I can coupon a LOT but the lower our cash flow is, It's hard trying to even buy enough newspapers on Sundays to GET the dang coupons) and I can't always coupon for meat and milk etc.. big families= lots of groceries. These things have been heavy on my heart. I don't share this b/c I want anything from anyone. I want prayer so I can be at rest and let God do what he needs to do however he's going to do it. I realize we're blessed in unimaginable ways compared to a lot of people. I'm just worn out. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Worn out in a way I don't think I have ever been. So prayers would really be awesome. And say hey.. let me know "you" whoever you guys are that read this... thanks for reading. For listening to me go on and on. if you've been reading long enough you know I don't hold back especially on my blog. It all comes out here. Because I can let it all out. That's the beauty of blogs. If someone doesn't like the content click the box and leave. I don't take offense. Not everyone wants to read about me complaining, haha. I get it. So I can say what I want w/o the fear of feeling like I'm saying stuff that's going to offend someone. anyways.. I have to go see how my Haley baby is. Surgery went well, she came home yesterday ( Saturday)so far so good! </b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-82460253824385599192013-12-26T15:52:00.000-06:002013-12-26T15:52:08.572-06:00Haley's surgery...<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>Haley's having surgery on Jan. 9th. All the pain she's had is from a bladder stone. I feel so bad for my girl. Watching her in all this pain is horrible. And to say that means that what she's feeling is prob 100% worse. The last major surgery she had was 10 years ago. So it's a whole new ball game. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>There are a million things I could/should be doing to be more proactive in helping myself. How do you do that when taking a shower feels like a chore? I've said the same stuff and gone over it all before. I just want this to stop. The weight of it all is making me sad and just disconnect. I know all the self help..blah blah blah...that's not going to change our cirucumstances or the stupid chemical crap that goes on in someone's brain when you're prone to this stuff. So here I am.. or rather here it is...I'm sick of it. I do not want to keep feeling like this but i'm just to the point that I feel like it's never going to change. so I guess I just deal with it. ? i feel like I'm dramatic or whatever but it honestly is just how I feel. and it sucks. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-26288153245210567142013-12-09T00:07:00.002-06:002013-12-09T00:07:26.125-06:00Normal? alone? no.<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>It's December. It was a rough year. I feel ALONE. we have had many, many people reach out, offer and give us support. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Now life is back to normal? the depression I already dealt with has gone through the roof. It's Christmas time and I feel like I am just numb. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>I've posted so many things like this. I get tired of it myself. where do I go with all this? I do things to occupy my mind.. couponing. It saves us a lot of money. I am trying to be the wife and mom my family needs. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>Honestly- tomorrow will be the same. I hate it. I hate how I feel now and how I will feel tomorrow. I hate that we can't give our kids the Christmas I would love to give them. I know it's not about the presents. But they deserve more. I can't give it to them. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>No matter what anyone tells me... or thinks.. my husband had cancer. my son is autistic, my daughter was born with bladder exstrophy and is miserable and in pain...my oldest son and youngest daughter have to watch all this happen and I don't know how to help them deal with it all. You don't get over cancer in the blink of an eye. yes it could have been worse. yes he is ok now. does that mean I don't deal with a HUGE amount of fear and anxiety because of what I watched him go through? </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>So this post sounds awful and pathetic. so i'll be done now. The next post will be better. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-19974300987460261752013-12-05T03:26:00.000-06:002013-12-05T03:26:24.349-06:00work in progressIt's been a crazy year. I just am trying to get thought the days.<br />
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I'm working on getting a couponing blog.<br />
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I still can't sleep like a normal person. Jeremiah will be 17 on friday. I look at him and am full of love for him. He's absolutely becoming a man that I prayed he'd become, a man that will follow God. I can say though- I could cry that my sweet boy that I used to sing to is now taller than his daddy! I don't want the kids to ever stop calling Darnell Daddy.<br />
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I'm also working on getting super organized. I've been following some blogs, FB groups etc.. it's helping me get life organized. I hope to put together meal plans, make freezer meals.. make some good changes so that life in our house will flow.<br />
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Homeschooling- officially starting 2nd semester. TOOOOO much change and ups and downs these last months to have started school for Isaiah.<br />
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I am going to be (hopefully) starting a new blog.. one that is like so many I see that have pinterest buttons etc...<br />
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i'm going to bed.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-20208905922203416772013-11-16T22:56:00.002-06:002013-11-16T22:56:31.701-06:00Trying to get myself together. <span style="font-size: large;"><b>Well I am trying to get myself together. I feel like my mind is all over the place. I'm trying to get organized in so many areas in my life. I am trying first to get my blog looking like a real blog.. start one about couponing but when I try to put it together I can't figure it out. We are homeschooling Isaiah but honestly with everything that's gone on... I'm really not starting till 2nd semester. He can't handle all the changes and honestly I can't either. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>The reality of Darnell having had cancer, gone through everything he has, how it's affected me, the kids, our entire life has hit me like a freaking mack truck and most of the time it feels like I'm stuck under it. I cry. ALOT. most of the time I don't even know why. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>The person I want to be, strive to be feels so far off. I don't want to complain and be crabby. I don't know how just naturally be happy for things I do have. I am thankful for so much. But this depression, anxiety.. what I feel is post traumatic stress syndrome b/c I've dealt with that before. I don't know how to get past this. I have faith, I have some hope although that is dwindling away. I hear all the things people are supposed to say.. have faith, pray, rely on God, etc.. well I am doing that. And I hate sounding like a broken record but I am just so tired of these huge life changing things happening to us. I'm emotional and with this depression I deal with, most of the time it just feels like I'm going to barely make it through it all. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I'm not embarrassed to say I'm medicated. lol. or that I am going to my counselor. One that I need to see on a regular basis. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I will be getting a couponing blog up and running soon. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-7092545887322407262013-10-03T22:49:00.001-05:002013-10-03T22:49:30.748-05:00Read at your own risk. see a glimpse of how a mom/wife feels dealing w/ autism, bladder exstrophy, cancer, depression... <span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>I wrote this Wednesday night, today we went to Froedtert(thursday) and Darnell saw the oncologist. No infection-just not healing properly. He's in A LOT of pain. He has a stronger cream that will help heal the skin where the incision and radiation are/were. It's been an a long day. What is written below is well... still true. lol. I am thankful for such WONDERFUL family and friends. And I am so blessed to be Darnell's wife and the mother to 4 awesome kids. Now brace yourself if you choose to read my rant :)</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>Well Darnell's been done w/ radiation for a little over a week. The site is irritating him so much and there may be an infection starting. Today he stayed laying down all day so he could just keep clothes away from it and sorta let it breathe. he is supposed to go back to work on Tuesday. I know he has to at some point, but w/ the way things look right now, I just don't know. However, I realize that once he gets moving etc.. it may be just what his body needs???</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>Our benefit is Saturday. I'm excited. We have so fabulous friends and family. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>And because this is my blog and if you read my opening statement at the top of my blog that says something along the lines of " I will complain, swear, whine etc.. if you don't like it.. you know where the exit button is on your browser. Seriously. This is MY place to vent. no one has to like it or agree with it and if you judge me for it, well shame on you. you aren't living what I'm living. You aren't walking this road or feeling what I'm feeling. We have had A LOT of things thrown our way. God gives us grace and people to help us through. But I am also human. with real emotions that sometimes.. just need to come out. I NEVER in a million years thought this would be something we'd deal with. I guess no one thinks that. However when this hit, we had been ( and will always be ) dealing w/ Isaiah being autistic. Haley has bladder exstrophy. I deal w/ depression and anxiety. All the self help books and feel good sayings that I try to post in my house DO NOT help when I feel like everything is falling down around me. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>I'm trying to keep my head above water. keep up with the best ways to deal w/ Isaiah, how to help Haley go through her teenage years and having bladder exstrophy and chronic pain.. AND make sure Jeremiah and Savannah know that have just as important place in this family, it just doesn't require medical stuff. My God, I feel like shit. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>I don't want to hear" it could always be worse" guess what? this feels WORSE. Do you( whoever) know how to wake up and try and deal with a 10yr old boy that CANNOT express himself enough to tell us what he wants to eat? Or try to get him to take enough miralax so his bowels don't back up so bad he needs an enemia?? Haley's spasms hit her like a ton of bricks sometimes that it takes her breath away and I CAN'T do a dang thing about it. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b> I am TIRED of watching them suffer. Yes suffering produces strong people...etc... well as the mom, it is Hell to watch. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>And now to try and help my husband through this cancer ordeal. But oh they got it all... he looks fine...it's no big deal.. REALLY???????</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>35 radiation treatments.. a 7 1/2 incision and they took all the tissue down to his muscle. that's not a big deal? bull shit. He makes it look like it's all fine. He's awesome at that b/c he doesn't want anyone to worry. I admire that about him b/c I OBVIOUSLY can not do that. But cancer is now part of our reality and will be for a long time. Eventually I , as his wife, will learn to not feel afraid. He's the love of my life. I've been with him more years in my life that I wasn't with him. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>And to top it all off I am dealing w/ a situation that I SERIOUSLY so angry about I don't know that I have ever been this angry about. ugh. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>So.. I'm highly emotional, mentally and physcially exhausted and DO NOT GIVE A DAMN what anyone thinks, says about it. I know I'm doing my best. Darnell sincerely loves me JUST AS I AM. flaws and all. I really do want to get away for like 4 days- just him and I. sleep, eat some good food, watch Parenthood on Netflix. Just be. So.. I'm going to bed. I can't stand anymore of myself tonight. I am so thankful for a God that can handle all my craziness. all my emotional ups and downs and outburst. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;"><b>When I want to lash out at God for allowing things to happen, I can, b/c he can handle it, but then he provides people and family and friends that come in TRULY do right by God and by us. So yes I'm still angry but....God is big enough to handle it. He created me to be me. he know what he was doing and when i don't like myself, well actually when I take a look in the mirror.. a LONG, real look and literally can't stand looking at myself, he says " You are FEARFULLY and WONDERFULLY made" we are made in his image. Sin and life cause all the other crap. But He doesn't change. Good thing. too much in my life changes and lately not for the good. so there you have it. Well most of it. I left out some stuff that can be left unsaid b/c God is giving me the ability to shut my mouth. SHOCKER. right? The benefit that our friends are throwing for us means so much to us. I hope as many people that we invited can come. And not b/c it's a benefit and obviously raises funds to help our family.. but to see the people that have been behind the scenes, praying. Seriously. ok. i'm done. if you made it through this big 'ol huge rant without clicking out of it, well you deserve Starbucks, because, well you know.. that's what I would want if I was going to win a prize. Venti Salted caramel mocha. wouldn't it be nice to have a deliery service EVERY morning? </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>We have lived through Haley's surgeries, we live with watching her deal w/ spasms and the horrible pain it can cause her. We live with Isaiah, and him acting in ways he can't control. I want to be mad and angry but it's hard. I can't control any of it. Which of course, anyone can tell you DUH, no one can control what happens. I just feel like there are too many balls to juggle. Too many hard, life changing things that we deal with on a daily basis that no one really gets. Seriously, who deals w/ a child w/ bladder spams and infections everything that goes along w/ bladder exstrophy? There is a small percentage. I tap into that group, but people we know have no idea. Trying to stay educated on Autism, specifically asperger's, how to deal with it, how to help Isaiah, how to help our other kids deal with him... I could go on and on.</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>I see how God is taking so much and turning it into Good things, but honestly, can he use someone else for a little while? I'm exhausted. Our family is exhausted. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><b>I am in no way not thankful for the blessings that have come out of the all the hard and seemingly hopeless situations. however I am human. I have real , raw emotions. I don't want to watch my husband and kids go through any more pain. that's the bottom line. so i give it all back to God. Even though I honestly am not feeling the "feel good" emotions of it, I choose to do that. It's a hard choice, but some days the little bit of faith I have is enough to get me though that day. And God comes through. Every time. </b></span><br />
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http://vimeo.com/75454809Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-55480757172818943942013-09-17T19:29:00.000-05:002013-09-17T19:29:26.945-05:00Way back when......<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Way back when, 17 years ago actually we were bombarded with people telling us we were too young to get married. The odds were against us. We were young, poor, had a baby on the way, yada yada yada. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b> Well it was hard. sometimes I thought that we wouldn't make it through a day. But all the things people warned us about... didn't happen. We didn't get divorced. We didn't fall out of love. Instead, we held onto to each other. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b> THe things we did deal with are so FAR off from what young, married couples are warned about. We found out real fast what it's like to watch your child suffer through surgery right after birth, not be able to hold her while she was recovering. Having to leave our 2 year old little boy b/c his sister needed us, but then, so did he. Those are the things I NEVER expected to have to deal with. Yes we dealt with the money issues people deal with when you don't have a degree and a decent job.. when you have to survive on 1 income. But that is NOTHING compared to the things I have had to watch my children endure. Memories I have that will literally haunt me forever. Ok so that sounds dramatic. But if you watch your child scream, call for you to hold her b/c the pain she's in is worse than what an adult could handle ( those words are straight from the orthopedic surgeon's mouth and he's the best in the state). That WILL haunt me. I have too many memories I wish I could forget. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>And Isaiah. Dealing with Autism, which is mental and emotional is so different. surgery won't fix it. It took 8 LONG years to get a diagnosis for something I KNEW in my gut was there since he was 2yrs old. Again, having memories of seeing him battle and rage the war inside of him...Watching the other kids just look at Darnell and I wondering what in the world should we do? Being in the school system that did nothing but make it harder for him. Some kids, being in the classroom is what works for them, they thrive. For Isaiah-it is his biggest trigger. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Now watching Darnell battle cancer. He is winning. The tumor is gone, the radiation is almost over. He's in pain. At the site of the radiation, is right along the incision from where the surgery was. It's a 7 1/2 inch incision that is dry and sore and he's in pain and so tired. Today Haley stayed home from school b/c she was having such horrible bladder spasms. She said to me.. " mom.. no one knows what it's like to go through what we do" They just don't know how hard it is. It breaks my heart that my daughter is feeling like this. I know one day she will hopefully understand that God has a reason, a purpose. But honestly I don't see it right now. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>we started off w/ the odds against us b/c of our age and circumstances. Turns out the birth defects, mental illness, rare cancer, depression.. all those things are the things we battle. Our marriage isn't perfect, but I'll tell you what...</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I love my husband more than I could ever describe. People tell me, well they got all the cancer. he looks so good. he's got a good prognosis. All of that is true, and is a blessing. And it's the thing you say to a family dealing w/ cancer. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Being the wife, the one that just can't "do life without HIM" feels like my world changed June 18th. It changed Jan 17, 1999. and Sept 13, 2013 ( well years before that really but that is the day we got a real diagnosis). </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Jeremiah and Savannah watch all this happen. They have to deal with this in a way I may never understand. I try to talk to them and be here for them. Darnell talks to them. Our lives, our life at home is 100% upside down. My daughter telling me that people just don't get it, that they don't understand how hard it is to live our life... makes me sad. I can't make all these circumstances go away. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I didn't plan on writing all this. But I guess I want to let people in on what it's really like to have all this going on... to not know when I can buy new shoes for one of the kids or jeans or even a decent dresser and bed for Isaiah. A room that will be helpful for him. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>I don't know exactly what he's capable of. I don't know how he learns the best. There's so much I'm glad to be finding out. In the meantime, I am looking on all these homeschooling websites and blogs and Pinterest.. trying to find planners and ideas etc.. I have to say.. I'm on overload. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>I love to coupon. I save us a lot of money but that is a lot of work. I need to get organized a little more, and pick a day or two that I spend awhile looking for the deals I want to get, put it all together and leave it at that. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell's radiation is going well. He's got a little over a week and a half left. He's tired. I think he's a lot more tired that what he'll ever admit, but it's just the way he is. I can't fault him for it. The last 3 months have by far, been the hardest, longest, weirdest EVER IN MY LIFE. My mind doesn't shut off. My emotions are up/down up/down..I do my best to focus on what I know to be true. I know God doesn't leave us in the midst of the storm. I don't understand why he allowed it. Especially when we were already dealing w/ enough. However, it really isn't something I need to concentrate on. Sure doesn't change anything. Figured that out real quick. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>I'm exhausted in every way possible. I just don't feel like I can keep up. I've said this before, but I can't wrap my mind around Darnell having Cancer. it's that word. that horrid, life altering word that turns people's world upside down. He has a good prognosis but no matter how you shake the dice... it's cancer. radiation. MRI's..all of it.. so much. How can this be real? Almost 3 months after he was diagnosed I still can't believe it. My heart is still broken for my husband. My human emotions kick in and that's how I feel. I find it hard to not be emotional. I do have faith.. that hasn't changed. Being a human, a wife, and dealing with this, I feel scared and sad and broken. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>So.. I need to go to bed. I haven't sleep normal since June. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-84582673259940687342013-08-27T23:19:00.000-05:002013-08-27T23:19:36.817-05:00Tales from an exhausted mom & Info about Soft Tissue Sarcoma<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>I am not going to lie or pretend I feel all good inside b/c honestly, I feel like junk. I have been battling migraines that land me in bed for a day or two at the very least. REALLY not the best timing. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell's in his 4th week of radiation. He'll be done Sept. 24th.. so a little less than a month left. He's doing well. Very tired but all things considered, he's doing well. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>If you've read my blog before you are prob familiar with my ups and downs w/ depression. It can be such a paralyzing thing. And sometimes there is no rhyme or reason to it. One day I feel so optimistic about it all, the next ( today for example) I feel like, how the hell did my healthy 35 yr old husband end up w/ cancer? Then again, how does anyone? he's not the only one. We aren't the only family facing this. but I'll tell you what, when this crap hits home, it hits the fan. Dealing w/ short term disability that doesn't pay you( no joke, either. 1 check from them in 2 months.. there's always a check on the way when we call...grrr) dealing w/ paper work and FMLA and just EVERYTHING. The reality of CANCER.</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>So to recap, yes his tumor was removed. They got it all. The radiation is basically killing anything that could come back there. All good news. I tend to be a bit cynical and think well.. it's a rare cancer and now what if it comes back. that will always be there. I realize this thought process does not line up with anything having to do with my faith. This all comes from my natural, human thinking that I just can't keep pent up. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>We have some AWESOME Friends who have fundraisers in the works~ a car wash on Sat Sept 7th.. our benefit on Sat Oct. 5th. We've been blessed in so many countless ways. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>So i don't want to be a complete downer and act like all that great stuff isn't so wonderful. It is. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>I'm just still overwhelmed with school clothes and homeschooling Isaiah and fighting this depression... and well just living. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>I do want to blog about couponing. I am finding that to be extremely therapeutic and I am trying my hardest to build a stock pile of things we use and will need. I am getting there. So I will blog about that. I am always looking for coupons. I wish I had a hook up to the Journal times or someplace that gets rid of papers.... lol.. but seriously.. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>So I am going to ask that if you pray for our family, would you pray specifically for a few things? </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~continued strength for Darnell as he finishes radiation</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~ that when the kids go back to school things will go well for them</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~ that I can do my best homeschooling Isaiah. We know it's right for him. I'm just nervous.</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~ that the paperwork, short term disability would work out</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~ and this is a funny one, but I know God well enough to know that he is capable of anything, that I would get the hookup for MASSIVE coupons. Seriously. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-size: large;"><b>~ And that God would pour his blessings and provision on Amanda Lehman, Jim and Jodi Pritikin and all the others that are busting their butts to help us. </b></span><br />
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There are more than 50 subtypes of sarcoma, and there are two basic categories of sarcoma: soft tissue sarcoma and bone and joint sarcoma.<br /><br /><strong style="font-weight: 600;">Soft tissue sarcomas</strong> make up less than 1% of all cancer cases. About<strong style="font-weight: 600;">11,000 people</strong> are diagnosed with soft tissue sarcoma in the United States each year.<br /><br /><strong style="font-weight: 600;">Primary bone sarcomas</strong> make up less than 0.2% of all cancer cases. About <strong style="font-weight: 600;">2,900 people</strong> are diagnosed with bone and joint sarcomas in the United States each year, and almost half of them are under the age of 35.</div>
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A patient may see several doctors and have a variety of medical tests before sarcoma is suspected. The diagnosis of sarcoma is usually made with a biopsy, when a doctor removes a small part of the tumor for examination. The decisions involved in the biopsy approach can be complex and are best made by a sarcoma specialist.</div>
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After the biopsy, a pathologist looks at the tumor tissue under a microscope to make a diagnosis and to determine the tumor's grade (which indicates how aggressive the tumor is). The determination of which sarcoma a patient is diagnosed with should be done by a skilled pathologist with extensive background in sarcoma pathology. Results of the biopsy and other tests are typically used to provide a disease stage (which indicates how advanced the disease is in the body). <a href="http://sarcomahelp.org/sarcoma-diagnosis.html" style="color: #5e398a; text-decoration: none;">Learn more about sarcoma diagnosis.</a></div>
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Dr. Meyers provides a brief and hopeful introduction to the journey with sarcoma.</div>
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Sarcoma treatments vary by tumor type, grade and stage</div>
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but nearly all sarcomas are treated with surgery when it is possible. The goal of surgery is to remove all disease from the affected area(s). Some low-grade tumors only require surgery, but many sarcomas are treated with chemotherapy and/or radiation therapy in order to prevent or get rid of disease that spreads throughout the body. These treatments may be necessary before or after surgery.</div>
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The duration and intensity of sarcoma therapy can be surprising and disheartening to patients and their families, and coping with the side effects of treatments can be a challenge. Many patients and their families choose to join support groups, which can be a great source of information and strength. Families can also seek counseling and support services at cancer centers and local charitable organizations. <span class="nospaceabove" style="margin-top: 2px;"><a href="http://sarcomahelp.org/sarcoma-treatment.html" style="color: #5e398a; text-decoration: none;">Learn more about sarcoma treatment.</a></span></div>
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Cures are treatments that eradicate an illness permanently. Many sarcomas are curable, particularly (a) low grade malignancies which only require surgery and (b) the pediatric sarcomas. Still, many physicians don't use the term "cure" when talking about sarcoma. <a href="http://sarcomahelp.org/articles/patience.html" style="color: #5e398a; text-decoration: none;">Dr. Buecker</a>explains:</div>
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As opposed to most types of carcinoma, there is really no time when "cure" is felt to have been definitively achieved. Sarcoma is a lifelong diagnosis, and should be treated as such. Having said this, most recurrences or metastases will be discovered within the first two to five years after treatment. Once the patient has cleared the five-year mark, the risk of recurrence diminishes greatly, but still certainly exists.</div>
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<strong style="font-weight: 600;">With regards to soft tissue sarcomas</strong>, typically a course of radiation therapy (often about 5 weeks’ worth) with or without chemotherapy precedes surgical resection. While the decision to give radiation before, after or before and after surgery remains somewhat controversial (or may change on a case-by-case basis), it is certainly an integral part of the treatment plan for these tumors. Logistically, it adds a component of complexity for the patient, requiring daily treatments for about 5 weeks.</div>
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For more information, see the ESUN articles about<a href="http://sarcomahelp.org/sarcoma-treatment.html?tpm=1_5" style="color: #5e398a; text-decoration: none;">dealing with the side effects of sarcoma treatment</a> and<a href="http://sarcomahelp.org/coping.html" style="color: #5e398a; text-decoration: none;">coping with sarcoma</a>.</div>
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Given the length and complexity of treatment for bone and soft tissue sarcomas, it is no wonder that patients often become <strong style="font-weight: 600;">disillusioned and frequently depressed</strong> during the process. It is important for patients and their families to understand that this is a very normal and natural response. Commonly, centers where sarcoma patients are treated have resources and/or personnel available to help patients and their families cope with such accompanying psychological difficulties.</div>
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Once the course of treatment has been completed, a necessary <strong style="font-weight: 600;">schedule of follow up</strong> begins. Usually, this means visits with some type of imaging and/or other ancillary testing (cardiac testing, laboratory exams, etc.) every three months for 2-3 years, every 6 months until 5 years after treatment, then annually. Many permutations of this certainly exist, and schedules are often varied for a particular patient, predicated on many potential factors, most frequently the presence of metastasis (disease spread).</div>
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As opposed to most types of carcinoma, there is really no time when "cure" is felt to have been definitively achieved. Sarcoma is a <strong style="font-weight: 600;">lifelong diagnosis</strong>, and should be treated as such. Having said this, most recurrences or metastases will be discovered within the first two to five years after treatment. Once the patient has cleared the five-year mark, the risk of recurrence diminishes greatly, but still certainly exists.</div>
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With current treatment protocols, many more are <strong style="font-weight: 600;">surviving</strong> sarcomas than ever before, and research is ongoing. Prognoses continue to improve. With these advances and the relatively long lifespan of many of these patients, the importance of long-term follow up and recognition of distant treatment sequelae becomes even greater.</div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>We just keep swimming. Even if we, or I don't want to. I want to stomp my feet and yell at God and tell we have had ENOUGH! I am tired of watching my kids deal with physical disabilities and psychological disabilities and now watch my husband deal w/ cancer. Watching my kids see their dad not be "normal" is so hard. Granted his prognosis is great, according to the oncologist up to this point. But Darnell still is a cancer patient. He is in the middle or radiation. All of it takes a toll. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>I don't know how we would have made it this far w/o the support of family and friends. This benefit/fundraiser is an absolute LIFE SAVER. Seriously, there aren't enough words for us to express our gratitude. So many people willing to help and support us! I just hope enough people come b/c so many people are donating awesome things to be raffled off.. they are taking time and $$ to put these things together for our benefit. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell's handling radiation so well. He's tired and the area is starting to get irritated, but so far that's all. His short term disability department at work can kiss my a$$. We have received ONE check from them. He's been off work for 2 months. I want to call someone and rip them a new one but whoever answers the phone, it won't be their fault.. it's a whole series of events that have led up to this. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>I struggle with the part of me that is a human being with raw, real emotions and I want to be angry about cancer, I want to be angry about bladder exstrophy and all the issues Isaiah faces. Some days I am angry. My emotions get the best of me. I want to shut down. But I can't. So I need to rely on God to get me past all that. It is HARD. But if I don't push through all that, I am not going to get done what needs to get done. It's that simple. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>On the plus side, b/c of all the medical bills, we hit our out of pocket limit so anything else we go to the Dr for will covered for the rest of the year. I wish that included dental. I have had a lot of work done but need a whole lot more but I hit the amount that the dental insurance will cover. Anything else I need done, I have to pay 100%. SOOO not cool. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>It's all small stuff in the grand scheme of things. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>I seriously just want to be home, with no where to go. I don't want to deal with people or appointments...</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><b>So... I do just keep swimming. like it or not. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-25060017104494649392013-08-10T10:27:00.003-05:002013-08-10T10:28:54.880-05:00What a week!!!<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell finished week 1 of radiation! YAY!!!</b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;"><b>This week has been amazing. seriously. There aren't and probably never will be enough or the right words to thank everyone that is supporting us and praying for us. Darnell's short term disability is so behind it's not even funny. He's received ONE check since he's been off - his last day was June 18th. Yes there's tons of paper work yada yada yada but really? when he called earlier this week they said oh we are really behind.. well isn't that what your department does?? So they said they mailed out a check, well we still haven't seen one. </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Obviously he sees things I don't. I see what I can't do, what is overwhelming and scary. He sees what HE can do with these seemingly hopeless situations and does his thing. And really, who am I to question God? </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>Does that mean the next 7 weeks won't be trying or hard? no. It means my faith is stronger, our family's faith is stronger. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>When you are a parent and a wife and you're watching your children go through things you can do nothing about it's heart breaking. And it's not just watching Haley and Isaiah go through what they do, but Jeremiah and Savannah having to watch their bro & sis hurt and cry and not be able to make it better. Jeremiah used to carry Haley home from the bus stop b/c she would have such bad bladder spasms that she was doubled over in pain. Savannah would run ahead to tell me and then Jeremiah would be carrying Haley. Savannah has ALWAYS been with Haley through it all.. sitting with her in the bathroom when Haley has to cath and it takes forever ( Haley's words)... Haley either grabs Savannah's hand or Savannah grabs hers if Haley is in pain. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>These kids amaze me. Jeremiah goes above and beyond for Isaiah. He puts up with the hard stuff.. and i'm telling you what, it gets hard. But J will take Isaiah to the store or buy him an ice cream cone, those little things that are big things to Isaiah. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell starts radiation on Thursday. I have so many emotions and mixed feelings about life right now. It totally sucks how you can be going through one of the hardest trials in life, feel so alone but life goes on for everyone else. But you feel.....like life stopped. I feel like life as I knew it, stopped June 18th. When the love of your life, the person you have shared literally half your life with, have children with and simply love undeniably is diagnosed with cancer, you feel like life stopped. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>So while life has gone on for everyone else, I feel like it stopped. I had a dream and in it I was out somewhere and all of a sudden was upset because someone said it was Halloween. I woke up and thought, that's how it feels. Or will I sort of "wake up" when it's all over? But in the dream I was upset b/c I felt like I had missed summer and fall. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>I have been trying to find resources for families like ours. It's not easy to find. You don't realize until you go through something like this how hard it is.. like all the other "stuff"....How will we pay all our bills? How do cancer patients that go through months of treatment and make it? </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>2 of our kids have birthdays in August, we need to get school supplies...you know.. life stuff. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>In spite of all the "needs" we have and anyone has, God has blessed us. The FB group I am blessed to be a part of~</b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>Rockin' Mommas started a meal train and has been bringing meals for our family. Our church did it to for 2 weeks after Darnell had surgery. This is such a blessing. It's nice to not have to worry about preparing or making dinner. I see God's hand in our lives. I just have days of doubt, fear, and insecurity. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>I'm a work in progress... working towards to finding peace when I feel like life is coming apart at the seams. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b>Heads up to any friends/family that may read my blog~ if anyone has said to us "if you need anything, seriously just give me a call"... well you may be getting calls! We need our family and friends now more than ever. So thank you for being here for us. </b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-61247091588745000952013-07-20T16:23:00.002-05:002013-07-20T16:23:39.162-05:00How I feel~ raw and real. <span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I can't believe how fast the summer is going. I had a dream the other night that it was Halloween and I was all upset b/c that meant winter was coming. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I've said this before and I'll say it again for I go any further.. since this is my blog, if I sound like i'm complaining or whiny.. stop reading now. This is my outlet. I share b/c I've had a lot of people tell me they appreciate my honesty etc.. for anyone who wants to pick apart what I have to say or tell me how I "should" feel.. leave now. Not trying to be sassy but I am just not in a place that I need anyone's judgement or advice. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I feel like this is the hardest season we've ever gone through. Which is saying a lot. We've dealt w/ A LOT. Haley has had so many surgeries and bladder exstrophy doesn't go away. It's always at the back of my mind that her having a UTI can pop up at any time. I don't lose sleep over it, but it's there. Isaiah is in a contant state of almost crisis. Right now we are deciding if we should home school him. I am tired of fighting to keep him in a school system that requires me to continue to fight every single year for something they should just do for him. So there's that. I worry about Jeremiah and Savannah having to watch their siblings go through all this and make sure that I am there for them. Cancer. That by FAR has taken life and stress to a whole new level. Seriously. I keep hearing, well at least it's not....blah blah blah.. well guess what? this is what it is for us. SCARY. it's rare, like not quite 6,000 men get diagnosed w/ sarcoma in the US a YEAR. Trying to deal with the fact that my husband is going through cancer treatment is hard. I'm tired of hearing about how worse it could be. I didn't want him to have to deal with this at ALL. I think i need to talk to other wives that go through this.I need to talk to other moms who deal w/ the same issues as Isaiah, I've already talked w/ mom's that have kids that have Bladder Exstrophy. All these conditions and rare things that we juggle. And I'm trying to juggle my emotions from all of it. I already deal w/ depression and anxiety. I know God is here and all that goes with that. I know that as a christian I have to listen to God's truth and not my feelings. But dang.. this crap is overwhelming. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I hate seeing my family go thru this. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I can't NOT feel that. The ripple affect of all of it scares me..</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I feel like I'm completely failing at being a supportive wife to Darnell right now. I need to be Isaiah's advocate and get him help( which I am working on)..</span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Yes I need to talk to my counselor. but all of the cirumstances don't change. I know I can't change them, I have to change my attitude. Well when I figure out how to make depression and anxiety and fear go away... I can't fix that. I am working on my attitude. today however.. like I said.. this is where i'm at. 2 of our kids have August birthdays, school starts in the beginning of september.. we have to figure out how to get school clothes and supplies and shoes..those things always work out..maybe just unloading all that runs through my brain on here helps.. i don't know. I just know that I trust God but I am angry. It's ok to be angry with God. He can handle it. I'm angry and sad and I wish I had that freaking happy go lucky-life will get better- attitude. I don't. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">I want to cry. I want that horrible feeling in my stomach to go away. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">so i've gone on long enough. </span></span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">in all honesty...I'm overwhelmed, scared and mentally and emotionally exhausted. </span></span></b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-43827495419735011142013-07-01T22:54:00.001-05:002013-07-01T22:54:57.992-05:00Sarcoma<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>Darnell had surgery on June 21, 2013. They removed the rest of the cancerous tumor. He had to spend the night. He has a 7 1/2 inch incision. It goes across his upper thigh/lower buttock. The Dr took a lot of tissue from that area so that there will clear margins-meaning no cancer cells all around the area. He had to come home w/ a drain. it was so uncomfortable for him. But it was necessary. Otherwise fluid could've built up in that area because there is now a large"cavity" where they took the tissue out. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>The pathology report showed it was stage 1 but Sarcoma is rare. There is a grade, mild, intermediate and high. His was high. So it was a small, super-ficial tumor that didn't spread but is a high grade. He sees the Radiology Oncologist at Froedtert on Wednesday. From the reading I've done ( prob too much) but the facts we need to know from the Sarcoma Center info from Froedtert, a person MUST see a Sarcoma specialist. It's so rare that it's just necessary. I'm very thankful for Froedtert. he could have seen someone here in Racine, but why go here when we can go to the best? </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>He's off work for at least 6 weeks. Maybe more depending on the radiation. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>It's been a rough 2 weeks. I feel like it's all not real. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>I am trying to be positive, to look at all the good things. To be honest.. I just can't get past the fact that my husband is dealing with this. It came out of nowhere and blindsided us all. It's so much to take in. So keeping a positive attitude is a bit hard when I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. There are so many unknowns and it just scares the crap out of me. I try so hard to keep my mind on the facts, on what I know to be true and that God hasn't changed. But jeez.. this is probably the hardest thing I've dealt with. And I'm not even the one that is physically dealing with it. I love Darnell so much. He's my best friend. We've grown up together..and we're going to grow old together. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>Tonight, I'm just scared. For him, our kids, myself. Cancer is scary. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>I'm trying to find resources for families dealing with this... help w/ insurance when it all gets expensive.. short term disability is an extremely small amount of money to live on. so I have to research.. find out whats out there for families dealing w/ cancer. I also am couponing like crazy.. trying to stock up and get the very most out of our money as possible. I thought about trying to get a job.. but seriously.. If he's going through radiation treatments and who knows what that looks like or how long that will be.. and hello... we still have 4 children that need their mom. So.. couponing, saving money, selling stuff on rummage sale sites on Facebook.. whatever. I'll do what I can. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>I am glad he sees the oncologlist on Wednesday so we'll get some answers but on the other hand, i'm scared to death. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>I know all the " Trust God, be patient, be positive, ...stuff" All of that is good. However, right now, facing this, I feel freaking scared. I am sad for my husband, my kids, myself. No one can tell you how to feel. You have a right to how you feel. I tell my kids that all the time. Like, if you are angry.. ok, you can be angry. Who am I to tell you how to feel or not to feel? What you do with those feelings is what matters. I will take these feelings and lay them at God's feet. That doesn't mean I don't hate this, that I hate feeling like this and that I'm just having a hard time. I'm doing the best I can. </b></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><b>This month is Sarcoma Awarness Month. another rare condition that we are now aware of. God.. I am eager to know why? I guess we all feel that way. But I'm kinda looking at it like, my daughter was born with bladder exstrohpy.. she'll deal with it her whole life. My son has psychological issues that just get worse and we can't figure it out.. I deal w/ depression and have Chiari and it causes horrid headaches but can't be treated b/c it's not severe enough. Now my husband had cancer or has cancer, I don't know what to say. Will be in cancer treatment. And my 2 kids that don't have issues have to sit back and try and deal with all this. So, yeah.. I'm pretty pissed off. I'm tired of watching my family suffer. So yes I am trusting God b/c there is just nothing else I can do. </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I felt like someone punched me square in my chest. Darnell was at work. They wanted him to make an appt to get a CT scan ASAP to make sure there weren't any other tumors in his chest, abdomen or pelvis. I had to call him and tell him. I regret having to tell him over the phone. Who wants to get that news over the phone? But if he needed to contact the Dr's office etc.. how could I not tell him? And when he'd call me, b/c he always calls me on a break, how would I explain why I was totally losing it? So I ended up talking to the nurse, the Dr again and scheduling everything. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>When I picked him up from work he had to go fill out union stuff, short term disability ( which I have no idea how anyone can survive on what they pay us) The next day, June 19 he had the CT scan and blood work and more paper work. The Dr called later that day to say he didn't see any other tumors, just a spot on his rib. He believes it's a calisfication ( don't know how to spell tonight)... Friday June 21st he went in and they removed the rest of the tumor and a good margin of tissue surrounding the area. They went down to the muscle, but didn't have to take any muscle. The cancer did not spread to the lymph nodes. The site where the tumor is- well right in his upper thigh or more like his booty. They sent samples of the tissues to Mayo clinic to make sure nothing comes back abnormal. His bloodwork was all normal. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>With a sarcoma, it is rare. It's HIGHLY recommended that you see a oncologist that specializes in sarcomas. So he came home today. He's sore, he has a drain so that the fluid doesn't build up and cause an infection.. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>He's off work for 3-4 weeks at least. In that time he'll see an oncologist. We want to go straight to Froedtert. There's a Dr there that does specialize in sarcomas. We met a family from church that actually just went through this. They highly recommend this Dr. At this point, Darnell's cancerous tumor is gone, blood work looks good etc. However, for something that originally was said to be 99% not cancer.. we aren't going to play around. He's had cancer in his body. Our world changed DRASTICALLY so fast I felt like I was in someone else's world. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>And I'm not the one dealing with the physical reality of having cancer. I am his wife, I feel like my life, the love of my life and everything I have ever known since I was 17 years old when I met him was all of a sudden being threatened. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>We had to tell our kids.. we SOOO wanted to keep the "C" word out of it.. but it just wasn't going to roll out that way. How can you reassure you children when really, you don't have answers yourself? I felt like life was falling apart BEFORE June 18th... </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Well I guess I didn't know what that really felt like until I got that phone call. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>With all this being said, I know God is in control. As freakin scary as all this is.. scarier than anything I've ever faced. We have been overwhelmed with prayers and support from our families and friends. Darnell's facing kind of rough recover b/c of where the incision is. He's worried about being off work, paying the bills, putting gas in the van all those normal life things that go on even if you have cancer or had cancer or whatever. I have faith. In spite of it all, I do. I mean seriously..I feel like God is working overtime trying to get my attention. So he's got it.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>This is just my view point. I feel like this week was surreal, like I couldn't catch my breath. I can't do life without him. Now, every bump, any kind of cyst like anything that he might have needs to be checked. I feel like this will follow him forever. Well it will. Maybe because everything happened so fast, and we are still kind of going, wait, " Darnell had cancer, they took it out.. but they still need to do a bunch of stuff to make sure it's not anywhere else... blah blah blah..." Maybe when we can catch our breath I'll not feel so scared of all this. Right now, I can say NO I won't ever be ok with this. But I know that God can give us peace that passes all understanding. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Even as I type this, I can't believe I am typing it. a rare form of cancer. we must be a target for rare things, bladder exstrophy, I have this chiari ( where a bit of my brain pushes up against my skull and they say it's not bad enough to require surgery and shouldn't cause symptoms, yet I have them) and everything we deal with with Isaiah. I don't know WHY we got picked to be the poster family for the worlds most rare things.. things that have ridiculous odds of happening. I'll be asking God the minute I get the chance once I am in heaven. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I am going to finally sleep. Darnell's sleeping downstairs on the couch b/c he can't go up and down stairs and he's terribly uncomfortable. But he's home. He's ok. I don't know what the future holds. But a week ago, before all this, I didn't know it then either. I guess now I just got a HUGE dose of what can happen, what does happen. I need to make the choice to be in the moment. sounds new-agey or whatever but it makes sense. </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I'm exhausted. I'm drained. I try not to worry about how our bills will get paid... but Darnell's alive. he's ok. God just has to help me handle the rest. I'm good at taking care of him. I was good at taking care of Haley after all of her surgeries and all the things she went through. So I know I am good at taking care of my husband. I'm not very confident about things, but I am confident about this. So.. there you have it. My point of view. how i have experienced this week. good night. </b></span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-35732776338176673362013-06-17T12:59:00.001-05:002013-06-17T12:59:17.279-05:00heartbroken.<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I know they say "this too shall pass" </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I've been hearing that and saying that for years. I think it's crap. Today I do anyways. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>We have hit some huge issues w/ Isaiah again.. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>daily life is hard. Some days it feels impossible. NOTHING is working with him. He is going through a med change right now. He goes in August for a full neuropsych evaluation. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>This is breaking my heart. Seeing my boy go through all this is the worst part. I'm prob going to sound like I'm having a huge pity party today.. well so be it. I've watched my daughter endure physical pain that broke my heart.. and know that it's not going to go away.. I can't fix it. Now with Isaiah.. I'm watching him go through this mental/psychological meltdown after meltdown. He is starting to get physical again. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I'm drained. I have NOTHING left to give anyone. Which is horrible, I mean seriously horrible because I am have 4 children, a husband.. I need to keep it together. I can't. I really and truly can't. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>Everything else-life stuff is feeling like it weighs a million pounds. a car we need to run isn't running.. one of my meds is going to cost almost $200 b/c I have to get a 3 month supply through our insurance. I don't have it. I'm selling scarves and trying to sell things on the FB garage sales to make extra money to put towards just a medication. My girls need summer clothes.. </b></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I'm seeing a counselor( THANK GOD) but right now, today.. I got nothing. I pray and I cry and do it all over. I realize I am prob supposed to accept the hand we are dealt.. we've been dealing with this for long enough.. but this is me. This is how I am. emotional. overwhelmed. and scared.</b></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00888262511049709890noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5029449079628763910.post-20969877680315846222013-05-13T16:59:00.000-05:002013-05-13T16:59:46.530-05:00The Craziness of life...<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>It's been a while since I've blogged....</b></span><b></b><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>So although this is not new stuff really it's just taking a toll. I realize this is just how it is and I accept it. I am human and am worn out. </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>I still am having tons of fun making my own cleaning products! Last week I made homemade febreeze, shout, oxiclean and a grout cleaner that made my bathroom floor look brand new! </b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>We have let our Cable go in an effort to save money and I also am proud to announce that I only buy Starbucks once or twice a week! Which for me, is a huge difference!!! We are trying hard to save money wherever we can. I am still couponing and am trying to do as much meal planning as possible. I am going to have to really get on top of things w/ summer coming and having the kids home. It's hard to meal plan and buy groceries that are healthy w/o going broke!</b></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;"><b>If you are reading this, I just ask that you would keep us in your prayers. With summer coming I'm extremely anxious about how Isaiah will be, keeping him busy and just trying to keep myself together. I do my best to do everything I'm "supposed" to do when you have a child with special needs. It's just hard. I don't want to be on pins and needles all summer and I want us to enjoy it. Thanks :)</b></span></div>
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