Today's Going to be a Good Day!!!

I woke up this morning thinking to myself, "it's going to be a good day."  When I was growing up I remember spending the night at my grandparents house with my red "going to grandmas" suitcase in tote of course.  When it was time for me to go to school, I was clearly dragging my feet and making it as obvious as possible that I was not excited about going to school.  I remember my grandma sitting me down and telling me that it helped to start each day by telling yourself "it's going to be a good day."  I not only remember her telling me this, but it's something I've continued to do over the years.  Now, I can't say I've had a good day EVERY day I've told myself this, but I tell ya what, it surprisingly works!  It's amazing how a positive attitude first thing in the morning can effect the rest of your day.  I can't thank my Mawmaw enough... Not only for this piece of advice, but for contributing to what has become the positive/kick ass kind of attitude I have to kicking this cancer's ass!!

 

So yes, I woke up this morning, Friday the 13th w/ a CT scan scheduled and all, telling myself "it's going to be a good day, dammit!"  Sorry Mawmaw, I thought it needed a little umph!  ;)  After the scan I headed to the infusion room to get fluids and another Neulasta injection... yes, my WBC dipped below the normal range again this week.  I was still able to get my infusion this week, so thankfully we're still on schedule!  So, as I'm sitting in the infusion room I heard a very distinct "click click click" approaching me... the sound of 4 inch heels walking at a brisk pace... yep, it was Dr. Hellerstedt.  In case you don't know Dr. H, she has a love for and rocks the most impressive, fashionable high heels!  So before I know it, there is Dr. H standing in front of me with Nurse Prac Lisa, both of them grinning ridiculously at me.  Dr. H is holding the results from my CT scan and telling me to read it.  What?!  As I'm looking at it, it was a blur!  Not sure what happened, but in these few moments I completely forgot how to read.  I'm glancing over the report not comprehending a thing!  Dr. H finally took the hint and grabbed the report, pointing to the section concerning my liver and read, "Hepatic metastatic disease has significantly improved.  There is a decrease in size of the individual lesions.  For example a lesion in the dome of the liver measures 2.2 x 2.8 cm is compared to 4.5 x 4.6 cm.  A lesion more purely measured 1.4 x 1.8 cm is compared to 2.2 x 2.7 cm.  A large lesion inferiorly measures 1.2 x 0.9 cm is compared a 2.3 x 3.6 cm.  Multiple central lesions have significantly decreased in size."  (Compared to abdomen and pelvis CT scan on 12/2/11 & PET/CT scan on 10/7/11).  WOOOHOOOOOO!!!  That's what I'm talking about!  This isn't just a good day, it's a GREAT day!!  After dealing with the side effects I've been experiencing over the last couple of weeks, this is exactly what I needed to hear!  At least the cocktail is working!  YAY!!

 

As my friend B says, "on a side note,"... as I'm in the infusion room this woman complimented my hair.  I graciously say thanks and then she asks, "where did you get it."  Oh, for the love!  I can't help it that my real hair looks like a wig.  I should have just told her it was a wig because then she wanted to touch it.  As her hand was slowly reaching for my hair and as I'm backing away with what I'm sure was a disgusted "please don't touch my hair look on my face"... thank God we were interrupted by the chemo nurse who needed to take my blood pressure.  I've never been so happy to have my blood pressure taken! 

 

Happy Friday the 13th!!  It's going to be a GREAT day!!