Remission 12th anniversary
I was diagnosed with a rare melanoma cancer in July 2008. None of the doctors who treated me had seen it. It started with stage I or II but turned into stage IV within a few months. I completed the year-long bio-chemotherapy, surgeries and radiation on August 1, 2009. Today marks the 12th anniversary of remission. I’m thankful to be alive, enjoy my family and have the joy to watch the grandchildren grow. I have been writing about my cancer journey since 2016. The distance from the event allows me to have reflection and a proper perspective. It will be a part of my legacy to pass on to the generations to come. This was a one-day-at-a-time journey of faith, hope, and strength. It was a journey cheered and supported by family and friends.
To celebrate the 12th anniversary of my remission, I wanted to share an excerpt with you. The working title of my legacy is The Winding Road, and I’m working on the tagline.
Chapter 2
The hysterectomy surgery was on July 31st, 2008. I wanted to rest for two or three weeks after the surgery before returning to work when the new school year began.
My husband, Lynton, drove me to St. Jude Medical Center which was 3 miles from home. He stayed with me until the hospital attendant transported me to the surgery room. After the attendant and nurses lifted me onto the surgical table, the anesthesiologist called my name and introduced himself to me and said Dr. Gray was on the way. Before I smiled at him, the blackness came upon me.
I woke up in the hospital room in the afternoon. There was no pain in the abdomen. Perhaps the anesthesia was not worn off yet. Lynton came with a bouquet almost the same time I woke up. He stayed with me until dinner time and said he would call me early in the morning. It was a relief that the fibroids I had for years were out for good.
At 10:00 p.m., Dr. Gray came to the room and greeted me with a smile. I returned a grin with apprehension because no doctors would visit patients late at night unless there was an emergency. He sat down by the bed. “The surgery went well,” he said, “and I wanted to share the pathology result with you.”
My puzzling grew but nodded and kept smiling.
“The pathology result shows that the vaginal mass was melanoma. I’ve never seen it before, not in vagina, so I did some research. The research shows that melanoma is the most aggressive, invasive and dangerous cancer.”
He detected the perplex on my face, and said, “It looks like it’s in stage I or II, the beginning stage and the cancer has not spread into other parts of the body yet.”
I wanted to ask questions, but my mind went blank. What questions could I ask? The moisture saturated my eyes.
“I have lined up the referrals for you to see the specialists for treatments. Call my cell phone if you have questions. I’ll start my vacation tomorrow.” He handed me a note with his phone number. It seemed like he did a lot of homework that afternoon.
“But you’ll be on vacation,” I said, still tried to find words.
“That’s what a cell phone is for.” he smiled. “I’m glad God put you in my care.”
His visit transported me to the thickest fog in the dark.
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The next day, I still had no pain after the anesthesia was worn off.
Lynton called me around 9:00 a.m. to let me know he was coming to see me later that day. He told me his dad passed away, and he was on the phone with his siblings. His dad had been in Loma Linda ICU since last Wednesday with a heart-attack and a kidney infection. The infection went into the blood and his condition went downhill. After the infection was gone, he was on dialysis to give the kidney a break to see if it could be reversed. Lynton and I went to see him last Wednesday. He was unconscious when we got there. The entire family of twelve people were there talking to each other about the latest progress. Lynton’s dad heard our voices and opened his eyes. We went close to his bedside to hold his hands and spoke to him. His eyes sparked a little and then went back to unconsciousness. That was the last time I saw his dad.
“Would you ask your family to schedule the funeral service after I get home from the hospital? I want to be there.”
“Don’t worry. My family will consider that when they plan for the funeral service. I’m on my way to the hospital to see you.”
When he arrived, I gave him the news. He faced me with the brooding look and said he would research on melanoma as soon as he got home.
“How are you feeling?” the nurse came in to check on me.
“I’m feeling very well with no pain. Can I go home today?”
“The attending doctor is not here yet. Let me check your incision and change the dressing. I’ll let the doctor know of your condition. He has to authorize the discharge.”
The doctor came in an hour later. After checking my progress, he authorized the discharge.
“Thank you, doctor,” I said to him while my mind spun at a record speed, miles into the search engine, chasing the meaning of melanoma.
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Wonderful, dear Miriam… Thanks so much for sharing. ❤ xo
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Thank you for reading, Bette! 💖
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Thank you for sharing your story and journey with us, Miriam. You are such a strong soul. An inspiration to us all.
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I had a good motivation to fight that battle, Kally, and I’m glad to still be here. Thank you for your comment.
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Such a strong and loving being ☺️🙏sending you all good things Miriam🤍🕊hugs hedy🤗❣️
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Life is precious, Hedy. I wanted to do my part to heal and keep it healthy. Than you for your lovely comment.💞🙏😍
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Congratulations, Miriam. It’s wonderful news.
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Thank you, Mary. I have hope that you’ll celebrate your remission.
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Thank you for sharing your journey, Miriam. And yes! Gratitude is the best possible word for remission! Hugs!
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I’m thankful every day to be alive, Jan! It’s not something I would take for granted. Thank you for your comment. ❤
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Congratulations on passing a milestone. I had no idea you are a cancer survivor. My husband is going on 28 years of being cancer-free.
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Congratulations to your husband, Joan. After I was diagnosed, people would come up to me saying they were cancer free for 30 years and even showed me the scars. I had no idea they were survivors either. Than you for your comment, Joan!
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What a journey, Miriam! And congratulations on your 12 years of remission. I think these stories are so important to share as they give people hope. My sister was diagnosed with breast cancer when she was 37. She was originally misdiagnosed but she recovered and just enjoyed her 64th birthday. People do survive and flourish, and sharing what you and others have endured and learned benefits us all.
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Thank you for your encouraging words for me to share. I remember when Mary Smith was first diagnosed with lung cancer, she had many questions. If in her last post, she had some new issues and added stress of “what ifs.” I remember sharing with her what I went through.
I’m encouraged by all the comments and support to this post. I think I’ll go ahead to make my story available to everyone when it’s done.
It’s good to hear your sister recovered and just enjoyed her 64th birthday. This is so encouraging. A friend was diagnosed with breast cancer several months ago. She was so scared and thought she was going to die. Then she remember witnessing the ordeal I went through and that I survived. It kind of calmed her down a little.
Thank you for your comment and sharing, Debra!
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You’re very welcome, Miriam. It’s so important that we keep in mind that huge progress has been made in treatment and survival rates these past 30 years, and more great research is being done very day! There’s so much hope for the future!
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I know, Debra. Several of my friends are taking immunotherapy. One friend took it when it was an experiment. She needed special approval and a recommendation from her doctor. She has been taking it for years. New treatments treat targeted areas whereas I was hospitalized 5 days at each cycle for 24/7 IV treatment. The drugs went all over healthy areas of the body also. I kept saying that I have no complaint.
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Good to hear, Miriam. The new treatments offer so much potential and results seem to be promising 🙂
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I’m hopeful for the news treatments, Debra! ☺️
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Congratulations on twelve years of remission, Miriam! I had no idea you’d gone through this. What a harrowing ordeal you and your family experienced. Thanks so much for sharing your story.
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Thank you, Teri! We held our breath for a long time. Only when the insurance no longer approved the CT scan after years of clear results that I felt a little relaxed. Thank you for your comment.
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