Friday, July 11, 2025

A Dark Summer

7/2/2025

It's been so long since I have been able to write. I would say it's been a lonely and quiet time where words are hard to come by. Not only have I felt that God is silent, I haven't really felt like sharing the mess and hurt that I am in. Life just seems to keep throwing one thing after another at me and I don't know how well I have been handling it. From job situations to health issues to hockey drama, I feel like there is always something coming at us and causing my heart to hurt. I am honestly so tired. 

And now, there is a new health scare. After my breast cancer, my doctor schedules CT and bone scans every 4-6 months. Back in the fall, the scans showed I had a blood clot (most likely due to the medi-port being removed). I was put on blood thinners and praying that it would dissolve. I was also on Letrozole since January 2024 to prevent the breast cancer from returning. At my oncologist follow up appointment in April, I was feeling so bad - weight gain, joint pain, insomnia, night sweats, trigger thumb and just generally not feeling good mentally and physically. At this appointment, the doctor said I should change my meds to letrozole to exemestane. I was worried that maybe it would be even worse, but agreed to give it a try. Also, she decided I should have another scan in May (instead of waiting until July) so I could see if the blood clot might be gone and I could get off the blood thinners. I was worried maybe the scan was scheduled too soon (to make sure it would be completely gone and also just so tired of doing scans) but didn't object too much. My scan was scheduled for May 29th (2025).

The next week, I had the results uploaded to my portal. The good news, I didn't see mention of the blood clot! The bad news was there were nodules in both my lungs, while small that have grown (in size and number) since my last scan that were "suspicious for metastases". To say I was devastated is probably an understatement. I sent a message to my doctor to make sure she read the results right away. I wasn't supposed to see her for until the end of the week but they called me and said I could change my appointment up to that day. 

My doctor was definitely concerned about the report. She said she did not know what it could be if not cancer. But she did say the nodules are very small and while she would put the order in for biopsy they may be too small to biopsy. So, she also put in an order for a pet scan. The next week, they did call me to tell me the nodules were in fact too small to biopsy but they would contact me about the pet scan. The pet scan was then scheduled for June 17th. One of the hardest thing about medical issues is the waiting. It feels like I'm always waiting for something. A test, a result, a dr. appointment, the bad news.

From the moment I saw my uploaded CT report, I have been struggling mentally. My world has felt so dark and lonely and depressing. Knowing that I could have limited time left here has been on my mind a lot of the time. My thoughts are so loud inside my head, I've head trouble sleeping, thinking of all the things I need to and should get in order. The sadness is so overwhelming sometimes though that it's hard to get anything done at all, which just makes me more anxious and upset. 

I had my pet scan on June 17th. Over that weekend (the 21st), results were posted to my portal. The report said there was no evidence for malignancy and I felt like I could at least breathe a little! I was feeling a little better, and felt no need to move or rush my next oncologist appointment scheduled for July 1st. On June 27th, I got a notification that my report was uploaded to my portal, which I thought was weird since I had already seen it. I quickly opened it and didn't really pay close attention, thinking they just uploaded it again for some reason. Well, at my doctors appointment on July 1st, the doctor said that even though the pet scan had shown fewer nodules that they were possibly too small to be detected and so cancer is still not ruled out. I remember thinking that the report didn't even talk specifically about nodules so I was really confused. Turns out that there was an addendum added to my original report on that day I was notified, which I have never seen done before. My doctor seemed a bit flustered about these results. She talked to me about adding another medication for metastatic breast cancer "just in case" it does turn out to be cancer. The new medicine has just been approved and sounds horrific and expensive. She said we will do another CT scan mid August so we can see if the nodules are growing and go from there. She agreed to wait to give me that new medication. We did talk about the possibility that maybe the nodules are from my recent sinus surgery or maybe pneumonia that I didn't know I had. After the appointment and processing what the doctor said, it became clear to me that she does seem to think that it is cancer, but we just don't have any proof of it yet. I am praying that she is wrong. Metastatic breast cancer is not curable, though treatment can maybe give you a little longer time to live. But at what cost? The side effects of the medicine sound terrible and I am already dealing with the side effects of the hormone inhibitor I am taking. 

Life seems so hard and unfair, honestly. I don't know why I have to keep going through this. And I don't know what the end result will be so my emotions are all over place. I am trying not to lose hope. Every so often, I see a faint light but then I am brought back down to the darkness. Life is hard to live when you are continually wondering how much time you have left to live. And when you don't even feel good enough to make the most of the time left. All I can do is hold on to the promise that God is with me and will never leave me.

Overthinking by Samantha Ebert
There's an ache that's so persistentThere's a battle in my mindTrying not to let the fear winBut I can't seem to close my eyesI wanna know that it will be okayBut I'm running out of synonyms to pray
Do I tell you I feel hopeless?Do I tell you that I'm scared?Do I ask you for some clarity and say, "This isn't fair"?When I think that you don't noticeIs when you show me just how much you careWhen I'm sinking, overthinking, I knowThat you won't leave me there, oh
When the cycle is exhaustingAnd I can't keep up the pace (ooh)When I feel my world is fallingAnd there's doubt I can't escapeUncomplicating's what you'll have to doWill I trust in you to help me work it through?
Do I tell you I feel hopeless?Do I tell you that I'm scared?Do I ask you for some clarity and say, "This isn't fair"?When I think that you don't noticeIs when you show me just how much you careWhen I'm sinking, overthinking, I knowThat you won't leave me there
Silence the riotSend peace and quiet'Cause I can't fight it on my own
When I tell you I feel hopelessWhen I tell you that I'm scaredWhen I ask you for some clarity and say, "This isn't fair"When I think that you don't noticeIs when you show me that you're a God who caresWhen I'm sinking, overthinking, I knowThat you won't leave me thereYou won't leave me there, mm

Tuesday, April 23, 2024

An Unexpected Turn of Events

4/23/2024

Last Friday, unexpectedly and shockingly, my husband was let go from his job after almost 13 years. The reason given was budget cuts (or as I like to say, Bidenflation.) His boss didn't even have an idea it was happening. We had no warning, no idea and are totally unprepared. 

Since it happened, it has been a roller coaster of emotions and mini panic attacks. One moment, I feel that surely God has something better for us and maybe we will be better off than before. The next minute, I'm crying in my coffee (or in a hockey rink) because I am overwhelmed and the fear and anxiety is just too much to bear.  

Honestly, I'm a mess. In my head, I know God will take care of us. But I just can't get ahold of my emotions right now. After everything we have been through this last year, I just cannot comprehend this. Though, I do admit I have been praying for change to come, but I meant maybe just moving to a new house. I had no idea our whole life would be upended. I guess it's true to be careful what you pray for!

Prayers would be appreciated. We have no idea where we are going or what we are doing. Please pray for guidance and that he would find a job sooner rather than later. And if you know any open jobs in software/digital engineering, please let us know.

Worn by Tenth Avenue North

I'm tiredI'm wornMy heart is heavyFrom the work it takes to keep on breathing
I've made mistakesI've let my hope failMy soul feels crushedBy the weight of this worldAnd I know that You can give me restSo I cry out with all that I have left
Let me see redemption winLet me know the struggle endsThat You can mend a heart that's frail and torn
I want to know a song can riseFrom the ashes of a broken lifeAnd all that's dead inside can be reborn'Cause I'm worn
I know I needTo lift my eyes upBut I'm too weakLife just won't let upAnd I know that You can give me restSo I cry out with all that I have left
Let me see redemption winLet me know the struggle endsThat You can mend a heart that's frail and torn
I want to know a song can riseFrom the ashes of a broken lifeAnd all that's dead inside can be reborn'Cause I'm worn
And my prayers are wearing thinI'm worn even before the day beginsI'm worn I've lost my will to fightI'm worn so heaven so come and flood my eyes
Let me see redemption winLet me know the struggle endsThat You can mend a heart that's frail and torn

I want to know a song can riseFrom the ashes of a broken lifeAnd all that's dead inside can be rebornYes, all that's dead inside will be rebornThough I'm wornYeah, I'm worn


Sunday, March 31, 2024

1 Year Ago

 March 31, 2024

1 year ago today I got the call. The call that changed the trajectory of mine and my families life. A breast cancer diagnosis. And now, my life will never be the same again. It has been such a hard year. One of my very worst. From mammogram to biopsy to diagnosis. Then on to the treatments: 2 breast surgeries, chemo, radiation, another surgery to remove my ovaries and now a hormone chemo pill I have to take for 5 years. My body is broken and bruised. I feel fat and ugly. Mentally, I am struggling daily. From loneliness to anxiety to depression. Some days are harder than others and I find myself losing the mental battle most days, unfortunately. I am exhausted all the time, mentally and physically. I know that I should feel blessed and thankful. But some days it's just so hard. 

One big thing I have learned through the process is there is only one you can truly lean on and trust and that is Jesus. People mean well. They tell you things. They might say that they love you and will be there for you. They might even think they mean those things. But after many months with not so much as a text message or phone call, it's really hard to believe that. I have felt more alone on this journey than ever before. (Of course, there are those that have been there for me, like my brother and sister who were there when I needed them. They sacrificed time and money to come visit me and be there for me. But unfortunately, they are not local so there is only so much they can do) Overall, people will disappoint and hurt you, whether they mean to or not. The only one you can count on is Jesus.

Throughout this year, I have wondered constantly about my mom and how she must have felt during her battle with cancer. I wish I was there for her more then. I wish daily that I could talk to her. I have so many questions. I also have so much more I can relate to her about now.  And I would love to apologize for not being there for her more during her last years here with us. I was young and dumb and selfish and I know that now.

Faithfully by TobyMac
It's been a long year, it almost took me down, I swearLife was so goodI'm not so sure we knew what we hadI'll never be the same manI'll never feel like I felt before (felt before)It's been a hard year, it almost took me down
But when my world broke into piecesYou were there faithfullyWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou made a way for meI may never be the same manBut I'm a man who still believesWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou were there faithfully
I've had a hard timeFindin' the blue in the skies above meAnd if I'm keepin' it realI've been half-faking the happy they seeI may look like the same manBut I'm half the man I was (half the man I was)It's been a hard year, it almost took me down
But when my world broke into piecesYou were there faithfullyWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou made a way for meI may never be the same manBut I'm a man who still believesWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou were there faithfully
In my darkest hour, You met meSo quietly, so gentlyYou said You'd never leaveAnd You stood by Your wordSo quietly, so gentlyIn all my pain, You met meYou said You'd never leaveAnd You stood by Your word
'Cause when my world broke into piecesYou were there faithfullyWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou made a way for meI may never be the same manBut I'm a man who still believesWhen I cried out to You, JesusYou were there faithfully

Tuesday, December 26, 2023

Heart Hurts

12/26/2023

Last year at this time, Elijah and I were driving to Minnesota to visit a hockey friend who moved there. I was so determined to get there that we drove straight through all day, through the ice and snow, until we arrived around midnight. His friends family was so sweet and had the beds ready for us to collapse in when we got there. And I had such a great time there, even though the snow was high and the roads were icy and scary. It may have seemed like just a visit, but for me it was much more. It was a possibility of a new life. You see, we were actually really considering a big move to a place like Minnesota (or nearby) for hockey. I spent countless hours researching towns and hockey teams and house prices. Imagining Elijah playing in a place that thrives on hockey and thinking about him playing on outdoor ponds in the winter was so exciting. Little did I know all that effort would be in vain. In 3 months, I would find out I had breast cancer and my whole life would be turned upside down. All those thoughts and plans would have to be put on hold or forgotten altogether, since Elijah is getting older now and the possibility of him finding a different place to play is slipping away. And I don't know if it would have worked out anyway, even if I hadn't had cancer, but it's just one more disappointment to add to my life's journey.

I don't know why this happened. I don't know why things never seem to work out for us. Through the years, I continually have what I call heart hurts. They are things that have hurt me so bad that any reminder of them make my heart hurt. Unfortunately, my list of heart hurts has become long and just driving around my city, I can feel multiple heart hurts on any given day. School, church, an old house...and today, I am finding another one added to the list, thinking about what could have been just a year ago. I really needed and wanted a change in my life. And unfortunately, the change I was looking for and the change I got were not at all what I expected. I try to stay positive, but the truth is that this past year has broke me and I will never be the same again.


Today, I Cried

 12/20/2023

Today was my 26th dose of radiation for breast cancer. And while I was being radiated, I felt the tears flow down. And not just for one reason, but many.

I was semi-excited to start my radiation because I knew that meant I was coming to the "end". But it has been so much harder than I imagined. The beginning was hard because I started so close to chemo and I was the most tired I have ever been in my life. I think that's because I was still suffering the effects of chemo while then adding the side effects of radiation. It was probably about the 20th dose of radiation where I started feeling bad physically. My skin was red and burned and that's when the delays started. My doctor made me take 2 days off to give me 4 day weekend the second week of December. The next week (which was last week) he wanted to do it again but I begged him not to because that meant going into the new year. He agreed to let me just take Friday off since this week is a 4 day week anyway (because of Christmas). (I also asked him if I could just cut my treatments down instead but he said that was improper.) Unfortunately, it still does put my last treatment in the new year. And since that day, the burning has been so bad, specifically in my armpit area. They treat that area because of the lymph node involvement. Every day, I beg God to allow me to continue without another planned break. If I could just make it to Christmas, I think I can finish. 

It's hard to describe the mental toll this all takes on a person. I'm a mess on the inside. I feel like I'm in a constant state of panic and anxiousness. So many questions. So many unknowns. Could I be doing all this and it still not be gone? What if it is gone but it comes back even after all this suffering? What if all this suffering was actually unnecessary and I'm just killing my body for no reason now? How much is that one treatment in January going to cost me??

There is an older lady that has recently started radiation. Her time slot is after mine. She is very sweet and says hi to everyone. Everyday she comes with her daughter by her side. And today, It reminded me of my mom and how I wish she was here. Also, how I wasn't around nearly as much as I should have been when she was going through her cancer and treatments. I'm glad she didn't have to go through radiation because it really sucks. But only now can I understand what she might have been going through during her fight. And I wish I could go back and be there more, be more supportive. I should have been with my mom to all her treatments. Because I lived so far away and by the time it took us to move up there, I was only able to go to her last chemo treatment with her. I hate that. I miss her so much. I wish she was here and it sucks that she is not. Sometimes, you just need your mom.                  

Tuesday, November 7, 2023

My Last Chemo Coma

 11/7/2023

Last Tuesday, October 31st, I had my final chemo treatment. I got the ring the bell and yeah, it's great to see the end of that tunnel. However, I still have to go through the rest of the side effects for the coming weeks. 

It's hard to describe how it feels after chemo. The day of and next day are not too bad, just tired. But then it's like you go into a chemo coma. It feels as if the clouds not just are on top of you, but all around you. You are so tired and your brain is so foggy. You are irritated and annoyed. You can't keep your eyes open. Your stomach hurts and your muscles and bones ache. You have a headache. You lose your taste. You have these hot flashes that make you feel like you are on fire every so often. Honestly, you lose at least 3 days where all you want to do is sleep. It's hard to keep up with life or people or social media. You don't know what you need or what you are doing half the time. It's exhausting moving from the bed to the couch. After about 4 days, you start to see cracks in the clouds. You will have an hour or two where you finally feel like you are starting to be a person again. But the breaks will only last so long and then you will get so tired and feel like you are back in the clouds. Eventually, the breaks come more often and little by little you feel like you are returning to "normal". Even though, there is no normal anymore. But just better than you were, anyway. As the days go on, it does get better and better but you will always tire out more easily than you would like. When you start to feel good, you will overdo it and then pay the price later. I can't wait until the effects are all gone, I start getting my hair back and most importantly, can fully taste food again!!

I thought that I would have at least 2 weeks rest before radiation, but as momma says, "there is no rest for the weary."  In order to try and finish all my treatments by years end, I found out the day before chemo that I had to start radiation this week. So, they squeezed me in for the mapping CT scan during my chemo day and I have started radiation just one week later. They are a little concerned about the burning since I'm doing it so close to chemo and apparently, my chemo is radio sensitive so I may burn worse than some. But I am also glad they are flexible and willing to help me get all the treatments done before the end of the year. So, here we go onto the next phase of fun!



Monday, October 30, 2023

Open Eyes, Open Heart

 10/18/2023

Now that I am post 3 chemo treatments with only 1 left, I have had some time and mental capacity to reflect on my journey, so far. When I started this process, I read a post from someone going through breast cancer and one thing that stuck out to me was her talking about how you will be surprised about the people that are there for you and the people aren't. When you go through something so hard like cancer, it's when you learn who your true friends are and sometimes it's not the people you think it will be.

When you are first diagnosed, you have lots of support, lots of messages. After a while and you are in the thick of the treatments, the support dies down, which I think is expected because people are busy and have their lives to live. In my experience, the people that have been there for me the most have been the survivors. Some of them were great with information and helped me prepare for treatments. Some brought or sent gifts or dinner. Some of them just simply checked in on me from time to time. You'd be amazed how just a simple note or message from someone saying they are thinking about you will help your mindset. I even received gifts and notes from people I didn't know personally but knew my husband. Unfortunately, I think this highlights the fact that the people you thought were going to be the ones there for you, are in fact, absent. And I'm not going to lie, it can hurt. But I do feel like it has really been teaching me an important lesson through all of this.

I think people in general tend to be selfish. It is the human way, of course. To only stay focused on yourself and your goals. When I was graduating high school, I didn't really have a clear professional plan (I still don't!). I was interested in missions and serving in the church, but didn't feel a specific calling necessarily. They asked us to put our future plans in the yearbook and I racked my brain forever trying to figure out what to write. What I wound up writing was my future plans were "to help people". That's it. Seems simple enough. But all these years later, I definitely do not feel like I lived up to this even generic goal. What have I actually done to help people? It makes me sad and humbled. When I was in high school, I feel like I had a servant's heart. I was very involved in the church and served others constantly. But through the years, my heart has become hardened and selfish. I have not served others as I should. I have not shown Christ's love to others as I should. So recently, when I reflected on how I have been let down by others, I was quickly reminded of the way I have let other people down in the same way. Ouch. Instead of kind and caring, I have been selfish and self serving for a long time now. So, I have been praying for God to change me. To open my eyes and heart to others. To change my perspective and bring me back to that servant's heart that I used to have. After all, isn't that what a Christian is all about? To be like Christ, who was the ultimate servant for all of us.

"In your relationships with one another, have the same mindset as Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be used to his own advantage; rather, he made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death - even death on a cross!" Philippians 2:5-8