There I was first admitted late Sunday afternoon to the 7th floor cancer care unit to a very nice private room with a beautiful view of the North end of the Boston skyline. Thank you Dr. B. :-)
I was heavily sedated, and as a result I have very little recall of the various members of my medical team as they came into my room to assess me. One thing I do remember is the huge smile on Dr. B.s face when she informed me that my CA-125 had dropped from 54 to 38! I tolerated the entire thing very well and was transferred back down to my room on the 7th floor that evening.
|Tired but happy!|
It has been over a week now and my level of strength is on the rise. I'm still sleeping a lot more but hey, that is all a part of healing. In a month I will go and have my CA-125 rechecked. We are looking for that magic number of 35 or below and then finally I'll be able to begin maintenance therapy.
And hopefully I will actually be able to say that I am in remission or NED (no evident disease)
The outpouring of love and support I have received, especially this week has humbled me. I know that everyone's prayers are playing a huge part in my recovery. I cannot express my gratitude enough.
This has been a long damn road and I appreciate every smile, every prayer, every "You can do this Dixie," every single kindness that I've received. God Bless and keep everyone of you. I simply say "Thank you, I love you"
|My nurse AnnMarie looking a little too chipper with that flu shot she gave me!|
|My view in the ICU|
|Me taken yesterday!|
|My beautiful Teal Warrior Angel painted for me by my friend and artist Audrey Keenan|
As a twitter friend Shell @shellandjeff tweeted. "No tip toeing through the tulips-Just run like hell through the rose garden!"