What you quickly learn once you have been diagnosed with cancer is there is a whole bunch of numbers that get thrown at you or are accessible to you. I thought I would throw out a few of the numbers I have been experiencing recently:
170 the number of hours I spent in the hospital
25 the number of nurses that assisted me
5″ the length of the main scar below my belly button, I have a very small 2nd one which is 1″ long.
0 the amount of pills I have taken for pain in past 40 hours
1200 the yards I currently walk per day
0 the number of showers I took in the hospital-yeah I stunk!
20 my record amount of bowel movements in a 24 hour period-yeah maybe I shouldn’t have shared.
2 the number of cancer wrist bands I wear proudly(blue for Colorectal Cancer, yellow for Live Strong)
2 the number of cancer survivors who shared their stories with me in the hospital
1 in 17 the number of people diagnosed every year with Colon Cancer
66% survival rate from Colon Cancer-can’t wait to push this number higher.
0 the number of patients younger than me on my floor during my entire stay (I will turn 40 soon).
Plan moving forward:
Next Tuesday is the next big appointment for me. I meet with my Oncologist and I believe he will map out my chemotherapy plan. The overall plan for the doctors right now is to do their best and chemo away the colon cancer that has road tripped over to the Liver. Again Dr. Belzer believes the rest of the colon and abdomen are clean, he did have a close-up look during surgery. If chemo. can’t get rid of all of them but can lower the number to say 2, then I will have Liver surgery to get rid of the rest. I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. For now it is still rest, relaxation and strength building (mentally, physically and spiritually) for battle #2. As long as 8 days in the hospital were for me, I’m sure 6 months of chemo will seem just a little longer. Already I am starting to quickly get my bearings back. I feel stronger hour by hour and day by day. As Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz said, “There is no place like home.”
I have to admit I get emotional with every card, gift and note you all leave my family and I. I can’t believe the amount of goodness, blessing and love that have come out of something this ugly. I pray that God showers each of you with blessings too, for taking the time to let me/us know that you care.
Stay strong-you know I am,