August 20, 2011
Well, I’m halfway there. On Wednesday, I had my sixth treatment. At the appointment before, I had talked to the doctor about my IV troubles and he said it was time to do something about it. So when I went in for my treatment this time, I got a PICC line. A PICC line is like an IV that has a long straw that they guide through your veins in your arm up to your chest using an ultra-sound machine, and unlike an IV, you can keep it in at home for months or as long as you need it. As bad as it sounds, it hurts less than getting an IV, but it is more high maintenance. But it’s worth it to me because I didn’t have any anxiety of how many times they were going to stick me when they took my blood, and the chemo didn’t burn at all.
Although I plan on keeping my PICC line until I am done with all of my treatments, I had to get it taken out because I am going out of town next week and it has to be cleaned and dressed by a nurse once a week. But I will get another one before my next treatment.
Though chemo limits the things that I can do and keeps me home most of the time, I have kept busy lately babysitting my 4-month-old nephew and doing some design/advertising work for my church back in Boone—Elevation Global. Besides destroying my cancer (no big deal right), one of my biggest accomplishments this year is designing a billboard this summer for Elevation Global that is being displayed in Boone right now! It is nice to be able to still be involved with the church I had been so heavily involved with before I started my chemo, while keeping my design skills in tune and taking my mind off of my situation. I am very excited to be attending the Elevation Global kickoff worship experience tomorrow night, especially since I have not been able to go since May. I am also very excited to see my fiance whom I have not since in over a month and a half, and look at a wedding venue in Charlotte.
It is still weird to me that I’m “that 20-year-old girl who got cancer. Bless her heart.” I still cannot believe that is me. I was just floating along a couple of months ago going to college and being fairly normal, and here I am in August 2011 half bald and full of chemo. And I’m in remission! Already! (Praise the lord!) It’s just so crazy to me, because it’s like the lymphoma was gone before I ever fully came to the realization that I had it.
I know how blessed I am that my “terrible situation” is going the best that a terrible situation could go. I am so thankful for the remission of course, but also that I am tolerating the chemo so well. I’m anxious to one day look back on all of this and be able to see how God used this situation in my life for His purpose. I know there are underlying things about it that I will never be able to understand, but at the same time, there are going to be plenty of experiences in all of this that are going to continue to shape me in evident ways.