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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Keeping it Together Through the big C

This picture to my left was taken a little over a year ago in the Cathedral Shrine of the Virgin of Guadalupe in Dallas. Yes, us Catholics love our long church names! So just in case time lines aren't your thing and math isn't your strong suit

We were married April 6th, 2013
I was diagnosed November 3rd, 2013

Like who the fuck does that? Really? Who gets diagnosed with breast cancer 7 months after they get married. Well if you ask me only the totally awesome people do! Ha! God my ass in that dress...perfection! I think Kim K saw me in my dress and mantilla veil and wanted to get her some of that. At least that's what I'm going to tell myself.

So here are a list of the things we did to keep things relatively smooth during our first year of marriage and through our cancer diagnosis, because in a marriage you don't do things solo.

1. Keep it light. Cancer is hard enough, why make it harder? We tried to do the things that were fun (that I could still do) like watching movies at home, netflix marathons, and sporting events. I remember having fight night and just laying down on the couch! Just because you are faced with a life threatening illness DOES NOT mean the fun or laughing should stop. Remember your limitations and maintain a healthy lifestyle. And for the love of Pete LAUGH LAUGH LAUGH!

2. Remember that cancer does not just effect you. Give your spouse the time they need to ask questions and talk about it as well as give them space and time to cope. My spouse and I came up with a plan for him to have a guys night right before my next dense chemo (aka before shit got real). This gave him a chance to get out of the house, hang out with his friends, talk about guy shit, talk about me, and just have a sense of normalcy.

3. Keep up your appearance. Damn as I type that sounded so damn silly. It does, I mean it SOUNDS silly but it doesn't. I couldn't get facials, my face was literally falling apart, but as I lost lashes I continued to get eyelash extensions. As I lost brows I Learned how to paint them on. Eventually, when I lost all of my brows and lashes three weeks after my last chemo I learned how to glue on strips. Looking good helps you feel good, feeling good makes you happy, happy wife happy life!

4. Let your spouse continue with as many normal activities as possible. Work and gym are two things that were essential to the hubby maintaining his level of happiness, so he would do his thing. Now after chemo when we both gained about 30 pounds we also teamed up to lose it together. There are two many women that become complacent with their weight after cancer. Extra poundage only leads to an unhealthy life and I wasn't about to let this speed bump fuck us up in the future.

5. Try to leave the house as much as possible. I remember after round 3 us going to birthday party. I was so excited I put on the last remaining pair of tights that actually fit, getting my makeup done at MAC, putting on a wig and just having fun. He drank and ate, I focused on not passing out at the table or puking and we had a nice normal night out. Shit I even won $200 in a dance of....really who loses to the girl that's going through chemo! Those other chicks should have been so ashamed! So the long of the short is, once in a while go out and try to have a little fun!
*Stay away from areas with poor air circulation that are germ ridden!

6. Have people help with cooking, grocery shopping, and cleaning. Eventually I hit the point where I could do none of the above and the house really suffered. Cleaning for a Reason is an organization that offers a complimentary maid service once a month for four months. Also my mom was a huge help with cleaning, cooking, and grocery shopping. Friends also dropped off meals, that was very much appreciated. My hubby also would spend a few hours on the weekend doing laundry and keeping up the house. It was hard but we made it!

7. Show as much appreciation when you can. I remember those nights I was up all night...which led him to be up all night. I felt so bad! Times where I would yell for help from the bathroom only to have him find puke everywhere. You have GOT to remember to truly appreciate and thank your spouse for this. I remember after chemo was over giving him a "we survived chemo," gift. He really deserved those Beats by Dre and while they were pricey, it was a token of my appreciation and a thanks for cleaning up my puke and other bodily fluids gift that he will no doubt enjoy! Kind words, texts, cards, and letters are equally as important. Don't forget, you are not in this alone.

8. When I started to feel better (two and a half months after my last chemo I started making it through the day without two naps....FACT) I started doing some light cleaning and cooking. I think he really appreciated his planned lunches and dinners for work, as well as snacks. It's important that when able, to return to some bit of normalcy. I used to do it before so I started it up again. Make sure not to over do it!

9. Date nights need to continue, even if they are at home. Whether it's just a walk around the block (or even just four houses down), a takeout dinner, or a relaxing bubble bath make sure that you make time together. No electronic devices, no texting, no facebooking, just the two of you talking about none cancer related stuff. How was your day? OMG did you hear about Kimye? Can you believe it's going to snow this week? NORMAL SHIT! Not about how your right drain is 50cc's or how your incision is oozing. There is a time and place and make sure it's not all chemo/cancer/no titty talk all the time. SERIOUSLY!

10. Last, but certainly not least, even though you are going through this time you must remember that time DOES NOT stand still. You won't get these days back and you must fake it till you make it. Holidays, they will happen. Birthdays, they will happen. Beautiful days, they will happen....hopefully! As these sunbursts of joy happen be sure to realize them and celebrate them. I've read of countless people shutting down during the big C, don't waste your days being sad, not decorating, not celebrating, not smiling. It's not worth it. You won't get these days back. I remember during chemo being so sick but still adamant that the Christmas decor needed to be up. Frantically making sure that Thanksgiving went off without a hitch was very important. Don't become a recluse, you are still here, make the most of this shitty situation. Keep the faith and the strength, days will be hard but mind over matter. You can do what you allow yourself to do. If you allow yourself to be happy, you'll be happy. If you insist on being sad you'll be miserable and your spouse will be miserable too. And hun ain't nobody got time for that!

The best part about being diagnosed with cancer at 30 (and yes there are countless positives) is that you truly realize the importance of living life to the fullest. So do it dammit! Keep it fun, keep it light, realize that shit (both figurative and literal) and puke happens and just keep it rolling. Yes times will be hard, yes times will be filled with sorrow but as long as it ain't chemo you will be fine!

Friday, May 23, 2014

Patience and a whole lot of Pee

Flash back Friday! Right after I cut my hair!
 So after a little boost I've decided to make a regular appearance on my blog, keep up better with my instagram (@boobchica) and possibly start vlogging on YouTube. The vlogging will come in a month or two, I will keep you posted. There comes a time when a 31 year old girl realizes that she needs to get the word out about feeling the tits on the regular. Also gynecologists tend to dismiss us youngin's because "Women in their 20s and 30s don't get breast cancer." Whateva Felicia!

So I work (or worked, but will be back there again) in a field that requires a lot of patience, and by a lot I mean a naval fleet load of patience. I have always considered myself to be a pretty patient person, because let's face it, us Caribbean folk are NEVER really in a rush to do anything. Well that's completely changed now that I've gotten and beaten the big C. Patience is nonexistent in my world right now, in fact chemo brain even made me forget how to spell the damn word (is it an e or an a? Gosh I don't give two fucks!). Most likely it's the fatigue that makes me less accommodating or patient, but whatever it is I'm pretty sure that Xanax is the cure. I KID. Not really. So what had happened was......

Mom took me to vote after my physical therapy appointment on Wednesday. I'm having some serious pain as a result of a car accident (OMG did I mention that here, hubby please remind me I don't have the patience to go back and read!). My L something and C something on my spine is jacked, as well as my pelvis and neck....EXACTLY what I didn't need right now. Anyways, MY NECK....MY BACK.... (you know the song). So I post chemo post accident post physical therapy waddle into my local library for early voting (I'm never last minute when it comes to voting). UGH, I hate voting in primary/run offs in my conservative town because they look at you with the fire of 1,000 hells when they ask you if you would like a D ballot or an R ballot, and you respond by saying "D." Please, as if you didn't realize I was a Democrat by looking at my crazy ass! So anyways, she was quite perturbed to find not one, but two democrats (I get it from my mama) in her midst and she nearly lost her shit. Like I'm so serious, she was rude. She asks me if I have ID (ha, of course I do bitch, your law didn't prevent me from exercising my right as a naturalized citizen), and I rip that sucker out, with my hyphenated middle and two last names....muahahahaha, americanos HATE when we do that. So I sign, get my ballot card and got to the machine. REPUBLICAN pops up. Ugh, of course it does. "Ma'am, I don't have the correct ballot could you help me." I thought that sounded nice. I figured my head scarf, growing back side burns, and lack of lashes and brows would HELP her make the decision to be pleasant. Boy was I wrong. NO, YOU HAVE THE RIGHT ONE THERE.  

Cheers to all my haters!
Sigh,

Pet peeve number 8,647, people not looking before they tell me I'm wrong. Before I pull rank and flash my three fancy university degrees in front of her plastic caked up face I respond again PLEASANTLY, "It doesn't seem to be correct, I need a D ballot and well none of the people on here are members of my political party." Shit, why did I use the D, now a crowd of R's are circling around me telling me that I'm wrong and they are right. This is where Boob Chica lacks patience and any sense of decorum, "Really, if it's correct then why is my screen filled with a bunch of douche bag liars? I'm not interested in voting for any of those people, get me another card." It was in that moment that they realized that they fucked with the wrong one.

Instantly given another card, another booth, casted my D vote and grabbed not one but TWO I VOTED stickers! HA!

I should not have lost my shit, and before IDC I would have never done that, but why do people always have to push the girl who has no tits, no brows, no damn lashes, and an inch of sideburns? LIKE REALLY? Would it kill you to be pleasant? YA BITCH! 

So the long of the short is, I have no patience, I have earned the right to have no patience, and all the Xanax in the world will probably not stop me from losing my shit. Am I the only one? Is every breastie out there one ignorant situation away from going postal? Sigh, my new normal keeps things quite interesting! 

Speaking of interesting my water retention situation has been cray, I am still holding onto some which requires me to take Lasix and pee pee pee. Ugh, I feel like I'm going through a Sams Club package of Charmin every month! I almost didn't make it twice last night and I probably got up about 8 times. I need to take my pee pill in the morning so that I can be lighter and hopefully sleep through the night without peeing. What happens when I skip my water pill, (I mean wrack my chemo brain to remember if I took it or not), the cankles come back, and they come back fast and with a vengeance! The joys of finding balance in a post chemo/cancer/crazy/titless/browless world! Or as I like to say less hair and more pee.




Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Fa Fa Fa Fa FATIGUE

Ok, so I don't want to neglect my blog now that the heavy shit is done (EVEN THOUGH I DON'T THINK ANYONE IS READING!), because let's be real, when you have cancer the heavy shit is never done, even when you kick that suckers ass. Truth is, I've been in a funk. Less talking, less texting......why? I'M FREAKING SO TIRED!! Like I barely sleep, the energy I have I save for working out or just basic things like walking down the stairs. It hit me, my life has changed and this weaker version of my former self is really getting on my last nerve!Let's talk about the joys of post chemo post cancer post bullshit life shall we?

1. You do not go back to normal, your life a new normal. What does that mean? I can't do P90X and them do Zumba right after like a fucking psycho like I use to. Yes, I use to do two hour work outs 4-5 days a week with no problem. Sweat errywhere!

2. Your lucky if you can get down to your pre chemo size two months after dense chemo all the while fighting water retention and diet chemo (aka herceptin) bullshit. Herceptin makes me pukey and retain water...it sucks sweaty ballz.

3. I almost cried after 3 minutes of T25 modified....Angelique, you my friend are a badass, I am a weak ass. I will revisit T25 in a 3 weeks.

4. I cried during Couch 2 5k because I struggled so bad on Day 1. Yes DAY 1! Even when I was fat and out of shape I never struggled through day 1.  My whole body can barely walk let alone run. I promised myself that even if I could only jog and a snails pace that I was going to do this come hell or high water. 3 days a week, 9 weeks till running for 30 minutes straight, come HELL or high water!

5. I finished a 1 hour Zumba class at LA fitness....YES BITCHES, I'm back!!

So fatigue is one of the worst symptoms, think laziness only with a reason for the laziness. It's hard to do anything, clean the house, cook, or work out without having the overhelming desire to burst out crying, throw a damn tantrum, and get in bed. I kinda threw one on Saturday, I was tired I didn't want to do anything, then Javi reminded me that fatigue is still better than chemo. True, oh so true. I do not miss my ass and throat being on fire, and he does not miss those projectile vomiting exorcist times AT ALL! So am I better, YES....but I'm not really "better." I'm working my way back to better. If that makes any sense.

So juicing is done.....YES...even though I did juice today. My breakfasts all week except for on Sunday are normally juice or almond milk. I went grocery shopping today and for $68 I was able to buy a 95% organic menu.

Chicken cutlets (organic)
chicken tenders (organic)
ground turkey (organic)
fruit (organic)
veggies (organic)
beans (organic)
quinoa (organic)
quinoa based pasta (organic)
almond milk (organic)
cream of mushroom
cream of chicken
low fat cheese

This is more than enough food and fruit to get us through a week of juicing and healthy eating. I tend to eat less meat than Javi, in fact I probably have 2-3 servings of meat (chicken, fish, turkey, beef) a week. I don't really crave it and when I do eat it, it's not more than 4oz. I prefer beans as a source of protein, they are easy on my stomach and super super healthy. To me the bang for the buck is awesome, and Javi loves his healthy options: Pizza rollups (chicken) with marinara and quinoa pasta, healthy chicken tetrazini, and salmon patties with mexican style rice and a tomatillo salsa. The salmon patties are from Trader Joes and I got them two weeks ago.

The healthy eating has given me more energy, but only enough to feel 50% of what I felt before....ugh. It's an improvement and I will take it anyway I can!

So that's all for now, I'm soooooooo sleepy and can't see straight. MEH!

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Fast Forward

ME, now, with no lashes! LOL Still look FAT! 
Ugh. Not like a bad ugh, just a things aren't happening as fast as I need them to ugh. My body is taking a LONG TIME to heal, and I mean like LONG. I'm not talking about my incision, that is coming along nicely I'm talking my body as a whole. The fatigue is KILLING ME!!! It's better but it's still MEH! I also still can't lift my arms all the way back which is annoying. My range of motion is more advanced than where I should be (according to my onc), but STILL.

I also got bitch slapped this morning with the news that my foob surgery isn't until June 27th. Apparently I have to wait 3 months after my double mastectomy. Um no, I want them now. I don't want to wait a month and a half to get knocked on my ass...AGAIN! Positive I will not be sore from my boobs for Lizzy's wedding, negative, I will not have my boobs for Lizzy's wedding. Either way, it sucks!

Nipple reconstruction will most likely be in August.

SOOOOOOOOOO let's talk SILICON GEL PEOPLE!! My implant will be 800cc's, dome shaped and they are HUGE! Even the hubs was like DAAAYYYYYYUUUUUUMMMMMM all for me? Yes they are boo! Hopefully the next month and a half fly by.

Another positive (that I failed to mention because I'm meh today) is that I will have more time to tone my body and lose weight. I'm about 14 pounds from where I want to be (which is crazy good) so I need to start doing a little more. I probably will start 5K training now. Even though I wanted to start this last month with my double I wasn't allowed to do ANYTHING! Now I can do a little more and hopefully can push through the pain. T25 here I come! I can do anything for 25 minutes right? Javi this is going to be our next challenge after juicing. LEEGGGGOOOO!

Highlight of my week.

I was able to do a mini load of laundry and clean the bathroom. So what if it took me like 5 hours, that's normal....right?

Diet chemo.....puke puke pukerella

Onc said I lost weight and that I am just slightly overweight now....UGH

Fake boob feel up

Thank God for grapefruit in season, it's delish!

Best advice I have for those trying to lose the chemo weight/get healthy after chemo is to BE PATIENT. It will come off, fast then slow, but stick with it. Juicing has helped but eating right and exercising will help me lose more and maintain.

#girlbye