I did it!

I finally did it... the part I had been dreading for almost three months now. Sunday morning, I was trying to get ready for church and there was nothing I could do with my hair. By than it was dry, dead and thin hair. I was getting tried of holding on to it. I knew I wasn't going to make it till Thursday. Brett had been so helpful each day brushing my hair lightly so I could pull it back into a pony tail. I think by than Brett was tried of seeing me struggle with my hair for the past few days. But trying to be a good husband and not saying anything until I was ready to make the decsion. I was gettin pretty tried of the hair all over the bathroom foor and all over our house. That's when I made up my mind that after church was going to be the time. And besides I had a bunch of cute hats, wigs,and scarves that needed to be worn. I asked my good friend, Julie, if she wouldn't mind coming over to shave my hair. It soon became a "Hair Shaving Party" with the group of my good friends and Sunday treats. It was pretty scary, in fact it might be one of the scariest/bravest things I have done in my life so far. After it was over, I didn't want to look in a mirror. I was afraid what I looked like. Even though, all of my friends told me that I looked really good and I had a beautiful head. It took me a few minutes to look at myself. It was a little frightening at first, but I looked at myself again and I didn't think I looked that all that bad. A few of my friends stayed a few more hours and we chatted, I completley forgot about my hair, well lact of. I still felt like me. My hair had changed, but I haven't. Brinlee thinks I look like her dad and Brighton thinks it's cool, but kind of weird. I asked Brett what he thought about his bald wife and he said , "your still you and your hair doesn't define you." I do have to say that I am so happy I finally let go of it. It was a big hurdle that I had to jump over, I did it, and I a feel so relieved.

Trying to Hold on!

I have to admit that since my hair starting falling out, I have been afraid to wash it. I have been trying to hold on to it for as long as I can. It's been since Monday. I know totally gross, right? But I usually go three days without washing it, anyway. So really whats two more than that???? And according to my friend, Dana, it doesn't look bad or greasy. Must be the Chemo or shes lying. I have also been keeping it in pig tails and a pony tail. It keeps me from pulling at it. Well tonight I finally had to wash it. We decided to go boating with our friends and I had been dying to wakeboard. After being in the lake all evening I needed to take the plunge and wash it. All I have to say is good thing I haven't been washing my hair frequently, because a lot came out. I wish I would have taken a picture. I am not sure how many more days I can hold on to my hair, but I really want to make it until my next treatment on Thursday.

My Hair

Most of you are probably wondering if I am bald, yet. Well, the answer is NO! But my hair has started to fall out. This past Monday is when I really starting noticing that it just wasn't loose hair falling out, it's the real thing. I would probably say on Monday there was about 20-30 piece that I could pull out from just running my fingers through my hair. It has gotten worse each day. Already this moring I would guess about over 100 pieces have come out. If you saw me you wouldn't noticed that I have lost hair. It's thinning, but I have really thick hair. Watching my hair fall out is really scary, because I know what the next step is going to be....bald. I honestly think when the moment comes and I need to shave my head reality is really going to hit me. I am freaked out! I have to keep telling myself that this is just temporary. And I am one lucky GIRL. It could have been a lot worse. I am blessed that I have such amazing family and friends that are around me and will do anything to help. Just knowing that makes this journey a little easier. If I didn't have them I think my attitude would not be the same. I am blessed to have the gospel in my life and to know that I companion every second of the day. Just knowing that I can get on my knees and pray or just talking my heavenly father is the greatest thing.

I had my last appointment with Dr Wintch, my surgeon, this week. I will go back and see him after chemo to discuss more surgery. I'll post about that later. I said to Dr. Wintch, sorry that we had to meet under this condition. Dr. Wintch, said to me "Sara the Lord has a plan for you and you are going to learn something amazing and you have a positive attuide and people are you going learn from you, too." He than said, "you have a beautiful spirit." It's thougths like this that keep me smiling.
Here is Dr. Wintch and me

Our Trip up North

I made it back form up North. I had a fun filled week, my sister, Melissa,seemed to have something planned each day to keep us busy. I got so see a childhood, Kerry, and highschool firend,Melisa. I was fun talking about old memories. It was also nice to catch up. It has been awhile since I had seem both of them. Brett came Firday afternoon to pick me and the kids up and drove to Kaysville to see his sister, Vicki's family. It was a nice realaxing weekend. I think it was good for Brett to be able to see his family, too. It was all fun and a nice distraction from reality, but it's nice coming home.

The Kids went GeoCaching. We had never gone, but it was a lot of fun, especailly for them. This picture is near one of the hiding sites. I like to call them treasures



Little Bennett always along for the ride.

I decided that I needed to get away for a few days. I thought that going to spend time with my family up north would be a little therapeutic. My sister, Melissa, was leaving on Sunday from my house. So I decided to drive up with her. Brett will come up on Friday and spend the weekend with me and the kids. So far it has been nice just relaxing and hanging out. It's also been nice having lots of help with the kids. Bennett woke up early this morning and dad came into the room and took care of him while he let me sleep a little longer. Brighton and Brinlee wanted to spend the night with their cousins. Oh my poor sister...after getting home late and being tried. Brinlee peed the bed early in the morning. Brighton waking up at 5:30am telling her it was time to get up. I think he was a little to excited to play with his cousins. Today, Melissa and her family went to Lagoon today and took Brigthton and Brinlee to my sister-in-law, Vicki, house who lives near Lagoon for the entire day. My dad and Paulette (step-mom)and myself went shopping and out to lunch. Bennett slept while we out shopping. My dad offered to stay in the car with him so we didn't have to bother waking him. It's been a nice time so far. I am feeling OK. I am not going to say good or great, because that would be lying. Like my DR said NO LYING!!!I have this stupid headache that comes and goes. I am not sure if it's sinus or chemo. My guess is chemo. I guess it could possible be lack of diet coke...lol. My symptoms with treatment #1 have been a bit of nausea (I threw up once) very tired and my headache. Oh... and how could I possible forget, my sister shoving water down my throat. Over all it hasn't been too bad. But I do know it will get worse with each treatment. I am just counting down the days until my hair starts falling out. 10 more days. I have a lot of cute scarves and hats so I am ready BRING IT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Treatment one

I can honestly say that Treatment number one was not that bad. Although I heard it gets worse the more treatments you get. I had a little orientation before the big stick. The nurse went over a all the side effects I would possible have. Which are the following:

-Nausea, happened already
-Loss of Hair (around day 14) 90 percent chance this will happen. I am still hoping for that 10 percent. Keep you finger crossed.
-Severe dry skin
-Sensitive to the Sun, although I can still go boating with sunscreen and a big hat.
-Brown Veins, (serious)
-Automatic Tan hoping for an all over tan not just blotches.
-Dry Mouth, if I have bad breath, PLEASE tell me.
-All foods and drinks will taste like rusty nails, this is already starting to happen.
-Dehydration
-Sores on my mouth nose and lips. Do gross out if this happens to me.
-And of course, possible death... Whatever!!!

Like I said before these are POSSIBLE side effect



The type of chemotherapy I am currently on is called Fluoronracil, but the nurse and doctors and now myself like to call in the BIG 5FU emphasis on the FU whenever you want.
I had on option to stay in my own private room or go to the infusion room with all the other chemo patients. Of course I choose the infusion room. I never miss an opportunity to met new people. So I walked in and there sat two old women late 70's and one older man in his late 60's. And from what else I noticed all the was coming for the office was older people. But it's okay, because I have always loved old people.

I have a new BFF...Merdcedes! She totally ROCKS! In the beginning of my treatment, and hers, she was sitting in her "usual" chair at the other end of the room. Eventually, she moved down to my side of the room, where the PARTY was going on!
I found out that she actually lives around my neighborhood. We are instantly bonded! She told lots of funny stories that kept my sister and I entertained! Thanks to my bff, Mercedes, the treatment wasn't so bad. We giggled and laughed the whole time.

Mercedes was HONESTLY the only one in the "club" that was so happy to have Chemo...She was told that she wasn't a candidate for chemo, she has lung cancer and was told that she had 6 months to a year to live. For whatever reason, she was given the option to try chemo and she is so excited! Now I realize that Chemo isn't always such a bad thing.

My sister Melissa came down from Heber to help me through my first treatment. There is no way I could have handled this all by myself. Brett is a fabulous husband but, someones has to go to work to pay for all the Dr bills.

Later in the day, my other sister Mary and her family stopped by on their way back from Vegas. I was feeling so good. We had some errands to run, so we turned my day number one of chemo into a girls day out. We did a little shopping, We all agree, even Brett, that after every TREATment, I get to TREAT myself to a new outfit! After our shopping trip, I realized I had better take it a little slower. I was starting to get a headache and nausea! We headed for home.

When my sisters and I arrived home, Brighton, my 7 year old, saw me and asked, "Where were you?" I told him I was getting my medicine. He said, "Why do you still have hair?" This is coming from the little boy that can't wait to change my hairdo on my Mii on the Wii to bald! Oh goodness.

Port Catheter

I finally got my port "installed," yesterday. It hurts more than I thought. A port is bascially a small appliance, about the size of a quater, that is placed under the skin. The catheter,a small tube, is what connects the port to the vein. This is how I will be getting my chemo treatments and blood drawn.

Pink Party

My dang cute freinds threw me a "Pink Party." It was alot of fun. I got some really cute hats and scarves. Good books to read, lotions and journals. Just alot of fun stuff. It was a good night of great conversation and laughs. Thanks to all that came. I appreicate your support. It really means alot to me.

Here are my friends Liz and Michelle

and Andi
Yummy food and cute decorations

No Control

I feel like I have no control. Is this how it's going to be??? Not necessary the cancer, but all stuff that leads up to the chemo treatment. All the tests, lab work, and getting this port placed. It's all on their schedule. Even when I went it to get my PET scan done. Serious what a joke. I had it scheduled three different time. The first one was denied by my insurance. You have to be on the all protein and no sugar diet 24 hours before the test. So the day before my test I got a call for the doctors office saying the the scan was denied. I felt a little reliefed that I didn't have to get it done and also to eat. And yes, I totally ate three pieces of pizza that night. So the next week the doctor's office called and said we got the PET Scan approved. Dr. Wintch called and gave the insurance company he's two cents. Apparently it worked. By they way, did I mention how much I love Dr. Wintch. He is an amazing doctor. Everyone around town says, "You have the best" and I truly fell like I do. I appreciate him calling me in the evening to tell me about results. Calling me on a Saturday and asking if I would like to come in and talk a little more about surgery. He loves what he does and cares for his patients. Anyway, the PET Scan was approved and of course they scheduled it on my birthday. Awesome birthday gift, right? So here I go again starting my diet the day before and mentally preparing myself. I show up in the morning at the hospital and of course I don't have the work order form from the doctor. Why do I not have the form???? because I wasn't given one. So I call Dr. Wintch and he happened to be at the hospital. He comes down to give them the go ahead and they start taking about the scan and that they had me scheduled for a full body bone scan. Dr. Wintch turned to me and said, "are you seeing any other doctors besides? Because I am pretty sure this is not what I ordered." So.....no scan today they told me. I was pretty excited. I didn't want to do this today. Instead of the scan Brett took me out to breakfast and we went shopping. Third times a charm, right? I got the scan scheduled again and it actually happened. What a weird experience that was. The nurse injects you with radioactive medicine and you sit in a dark room by yourself for an hour. They ask that you not bring any thing to entertain you. Your mind must be relaxed. So as i sat there, a lot went through my mind. I think I said about a thousand prayers. I was nervous about what else they could possibly find. Well Dr. Wintch called me that night and everything looked good. I was so relieved.

April 21st

I am starting this new blog for friends and family, so they can follow my "new" journey in life. Where do I begin......April 21st. April 21st is a day I will never forget and I hope I will never go through another day like that again. That was the day the I was diagnosed with Breast Cancer. When Dr. Wintch said the tumor was cancer. I guess I didn't quite understand what he was telling me. It wasn't until his medical assistant came into the room and started talking about surgery,chemo and radiation. There was no way they were talking about me. Dr. Wintch asked me to follow his medical assistant to her office so that she could schedule my surgery. As she started making phone calls, I remember her talking on the phone to the IHC Cancer Care Coodinator and said, "We have a newly diagnosed breast cancer patient." At that moment I knew she was talking about me. I was in complete shock! There is no way this could be happening to me. I am young, I have young kids, and I just had a baby 6 months ago. I scheduled my surgery that following Tuesday. They night before surgery I was given a blessing. I felt very calm and knew that everything was going to be OK and I would pull through this. That morning I went into surgery not knowing what they were going to find. Also I was aware that I could possibly have a mastectomy. As I came out of surgery I laid in the recovery room I didn't ask any questions to the nurse about what happened during surgery. I just wasn't ready to hear the news. As the nurses rolled me down the hall I saw Brett he had the biggest smile on his face. At that point I knew the surgery was successful. Dr. Wintch removed my tumor and the surrounding tissue. Seven lymph nodes were removed and tested which all come back negative for cancer. I knew that the Lord had answered my prayers and I know that's way I felt so calm and at peace. I have a great support system and I am thankful for the good friends that I have. They have taken my kids at the drop of a hat and have done so much for me. When I first found out that I had cancer, my family and friends made sure that I wasn't alone. They each day their "shift" to be with me. Thank you again.