No News is Good News ..... at least on my blog :)

OK, so I first want to apologize to anyone that checks this blog frequently, as it's been a long time since I've updated. Those who have read this blog for longer than a few months know that isn't unusual, but I guess when you are getting rid of cancer, people get nervous when you aren't posting often....as though things might not be going well. In that situation, I will still ask Teague to put updates on. Please know that if I haven't posted otherwise, it means I'm doing great, feeling OK and haven't had anything going on. Such was the case over these past few weeks.

Since the 12th (my last post), I had a Quarantine Period during which I'm happy to report that I didn't catch anything and that all the precautions exercised were successful (picture me with a scarf over my face walking through the store). My doctor appointment consisted of checking my 'levels' which were low....just as expected. Once Monday hit (as in 1 week ago), I was told that my taste buds were going to come back and I was going to feel pretty good until my next treatment. This was pretty exciting news, because I had a few get-togethers that require having my taster at full capacity. I got it back at 90% which I'm not complaining about at all! My energy felt back to normal and being the week before Christmas, I hit the treadmill Monday - Friday and only walked one of those days. Not bad!

One setback was that my hair didn't hold up for Christmas :( I was told it would be leaving this week, but as I was taking my shower last Thursday, it was evident that would be the last day. My hair is very fine, but there is a ton of it and it was time to go. Luckily the "cranial prosthesis" (aka wig) I ordered was in and I picked it up that day. My sister was visiting that day and kept the kids entertained while I headed to the bathroom, new clippers in hand. Have I mentioned that I've never used clippers before? I took a deep breath and just went for it. I joked with my friend that I had a pretty sweet mullet for about 12 seconds, but couldn't stand it for even that long. She wished I had taken a pic....yeah, like THAT was gonna happen. Once again, the big JC was with me and I didn't shed a tear....still haven't. I will say that without anything on my head, I totally look sick and old, so you won't be seeing me that way. My precious Mother-in-Law has set me up with some great headware. So touching is that Maddox created a Wii avatar on Friday....I was bald and it was the cutest thing. I haven't revealed myself to anyone other than God and Presley, but the boys and I have talked about it and I have read a book to them which talks about why Mommy doesn't have hair right now, a sweet gift from my wonderful friend Erin. Whatev, it's just hair.

Other than that, our Christmas was fantastic. I was healthy enough to enjoy my precious babies and family and give praise to my Father for His many blessings this year, including the gift of hope. Just knowing He is taking care of me fills my heart to the fullest. While on the treadmill, I love to sing out worship music (hope the walkers outside are enjoying it as well) and get pretty emotional doing so....if that's the only time I'm letting tears fall, I'm in pretty great shape :)

Next up: Treatment #2 on Thursday with a Booster shot on Friday afternoon. That shot is not my favorite, but if it beefs up my white blood count....bring it.

Specific Prayer: same as last prayer request which is that the chemo works on this cancer, that my tumor shrinks away from my chest wall so that I won't need radiation and that my children see life as normal so they are spared reality of sickness at this age.

Love, peace, and goodwill to you all!