Sunday, March 29, 2009

Surgery, waiting

Three days before Christmas last year, I underwent a hysterectomy. Turned out I had a tumor behind my uterus the size of an orange.After having a routine pap done, the nurse practioner suggested I have a uterine ultrasound. That was just the beginning. That same day I got a CA 125 blood test done. The next morning she called me and suggested I see a gynecological oncologist. Wait a minute! I know what that means, let me sit down here and ask a few questions. My head began to spin, I got a little out of breath. The CA125 was elevated, that had happened before about 6 years ago...when I had my ovaries removed along with a benign tumor on one of them. But, what does it mean this time? I had to get some info fast. I called Dr. Dan and he said I needed to get the tumor out. I didn't want to hear that. I wanted to go back to my Christmas planning agenda, shop for my grandsons, anything but have an operation! And, to go to a specialist in Santa Barbara, no way.

This shows how little most people know about things. They were cutting me loose, sending me away. Getting rid of me. Well, think again. I have options, people! So there. I made some more phone calls, and ended up with a complete stranger from Hearst Cancer Center telling me I could have a biopsy done right here. She gave me a doctor's name, Safarik, an OB/Gyn right here in Pismo Beach.

That's how I ended up having surgery about a week later. It all happened so fast. We had Christmas a week early, the boyz love that part. I was home on Christmas Day, recuperating from having my appendix, gall bladder and uterus removed along with a few tumors. 95% the good Doctor said, but wouldn't commit to what the 5% left was. That was to be revealed much later.

Friday, March 27, 2009

One day at a time

When I wrote and published the book This is a Good Day to Live, it was to honor my daughter, Amber, who at 18 was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. After many years of chemotherapy, including a stem-cell transplant, she died on June 10th, 1999 at the age of 22. At that time, I felt like my own life was over as well.
Fast forward ten years and the sale of over 400 books, and the inception of the Amber Carter Memorial Scholarship set up at the Arroyo Grande High School in 2000. So far giving over $12,000 in scholarships to Dance Company students.