Clear…

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Normal and Cancer Cells
Picture credit: Wikipedia/ Pat Kenny (Illustrator)

 

Yes, I am finally back.

And, yes, I am as tired of saying that, as you likely are of hearing it.

Your many words of comfort and support have meant more to me than you will ever know.

At this moment and time, the ugly is all behind me and it would seem that God must have other plans for me because it is all over for right now, I am free of cancer.

You must know, however, that this is written today, while being completely distracted by the NASA channels coverage of Orion’s Odyssey.

This is such an exciting time for those of us here in Florida who are total space junkies and miss the glorious Shuttle days.

But, I digress….

This dark journey began for me two months ago, although, it seems like years, not months, when I had four biopsies done, after not seeing a Skin Doctor for 15 unforgivable years.

Two came back as melanomas, one a Basal Cell Carcinoma and the fourth was diagnosed as being just a really angry mole.

All have now been removed, sent to labs for diagnosis and closed.

The final one that was just angry, was done two days ago and the stitches will be removed next week.

Let the healing begin.

Then I/we  will be taking a cancer/skin sabbatical for a bit.

No, not for fifteen years like the last one that got me into this mess, just for a month or so…..

The most terrifying aspect of this entire ordeal, had to be the Mohs Basal Cell Carcinoma removal that was done last week.

Obviously it was the unknown factor that made it the worst.

Then there was the painful realization that it was to be done on my face.

Yes, this was, in my case at least, a girl thing, as some of us females do tend to get a little concerned about things that could have us ending up looking like the Bride Of Frankenstein.

For the past month, I have had nightmares and thought of little else except the endless possible outcomes of this procedure.

Going online to Dr. Google, not recommended, only gave me scary images and terrifying stories, to run and re-run in my mind.

I thought about leaving town and forgetting it altogether, but was too much of a coward to go.

So, finally the dreaded day came and I went in and faced the formidable unknown.

If this is a new process for any of you,  in a Mohs  Surgery, the doctor takes a small amount of tissue near the biopsied area and then examines it for cancer cells.

This step is repeated, until the area is determined to be free and clear of cancer.

In my mind, I imagined that it would take many cuts and I would end up with a small, or other sized crater in my face.

Yes, I admit it, I worked myself into a lather over this.

What an idiot I was.

So on D-day last week, I went into the office and was taken to a room, but what happened next was enough  to wipe away all of my fears and make my little corner of the world right again.

As I was beginning to put my gown on, a familiar voice came that made me nearly cry.

It was the first person I met  there and she had done my first four biopsies.

She had been absolutely flawless, just prefect and the  biopsies  had been quick and nearly painless..

Seeing her face come through the door on this dreadful day completely dispelled my worst fears.

I knew that if she was there, I could deal with whatever came next.

So, I was prepared for the surgery as usual, I also now believe, that I have enough lidocaine in my body from my numerous procedures, to numb a small town.

The doctor came in and took his first sample of tissue and left.

While he went off to do this, the stitches from my last melanoma surgery were removed.

We stayed busy, chatting and waiting, with me silently wondering how many times he would need to cut and how much skin would leave my face.

I tried not to think, just breathing was an effort.

Then, finally  he came through the door and like the other excellent surgeon who only a mere month ago had removed a life threatening melanoma and sentinel node, this one now also said that same sweet word that has since become my new forever favorite one:

Clear…

 

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75 thoughts on “Clear…

  1. Your beauty outshines any old scar, Lady, just remember that. I am very happy the news is good. But keep checking anything and everything that pops up. ❤ You're good to go, 🙂

  2. Clear. How absolutely wonderful. I am so, so happy for you, and for the blogosphere too, you are needed, but only as much as you can spare. Breathe, smile and enjoy yourself now. *smiles*

    – sonmi happy upon the Cloud

      • Thank you so very much.
        The message may be personally painful, but it is so necessary for others to be aware of the dangers in loving the sun and ignoring moles.

      • Thank you Adam.
        Someone said that I was brave.
        But I must with all due respect,
        decline this thinking.
        Brave is a fireman who climbs a ladder and saves a life.
        Brave is a soldier who comes home with appendages missing.
        All that I have done, is what each of us do everyday, try to stay alive.
        I am truly grateful for you and the many here who care,
        I am honored to know you all.

  3. Donna, your test showed Clear. It is Clear to me you are a brave and beautiful woman. So glad that worst is over, now just rest and get well. You are such an inspiration to all who know you. Hugs, love and prayers. So proud to have you as a cousin.

    • My dearest Cousin Barbara, thank you so much for coming here and sending your good wishes.
      Being able to share this here with so many who may find it of some value is truly a blessing.
      Putting this very personal information in this very public place has a purpose,
      I hope to make others aware of the dangers and damage that the sun presents.
      You are on my mind every single day, I pray that you are all well and safe.
      Much love to you!

  4. So glad to hear that precious word; CLEAR… I’m sending my best wishes to you, Donna, from the bottom of my heart…

    • Thank you for your support.
      The Earth and the creatures that inhabit it need all of the passion and kindness they can get.
      You and all those who spread the word, are why there is still hope for us as a species yet.

  5. I guess I missed your post re cancer. And didn’t know why I didn’t see your posts for a while. So glad all is “clear” and well again.

    Speaking of Mohs surgery – I had 2 of them on my nose at different times. They were not easy ones. The local anesthesia proved to be very painful; in fact, it was the only pain I had. I have scars on my nose now, and it’s a little misshapen due to some fancy work the surgeon had to do to close up the large exposed area. This all happened 4 1/2 years ago.

    Looking forward to you great posts again! 🙂

    • The previous post was called Think Pink, it was part one of this journey~
      I agree completely about lidocaine shots.
      As I said here, I now have enough of it in my body from all of these biopsies and surgeries in the past two months to numb a small town, and yes they do hurt.
      My Mohs was done on my cheek, I cannot imagine how much more it would have hurt on my nose.
      The sun is a monster and people need to know that it and moles can and will kill us.
      Thank you for sharing your very painful story.
      Many others here will surely benefit from it.

      • Yes, many years ago, it was deemed very healthy to get the sun. As with anything else, overdoing, is not the way to go. Actually, since the ozone layer is thinner than it was, and non-existent in certain areas, the sun’s rays are much more dangerous than before, when I was a young woman, enjoying the “healthy” sunshine.

  6. Sending you TONS of good healing vibes and general wonderful thoughts. Coming from an Irish family, one that’s always lived in the tropics and sub-tropics — I *completely understand* your words. So many natural things out there for you to keep up being healthy, too! 🙂

  7. Yay! I’m so happy for you!! May you remain cancer free!
    It’s sounds like you were very brave through that whole process. I don’t know if I would’ve had the strength to go through with so many surgeries, especially the one on your face. Is there a visible mark left on your face?

    • I am many things, brave is not one of them.
      It all had to be done, melanomas kill.
      The doctor did a remarkable job.
      It is right along the smile crease on my cheek and as promised, is fading quite quickly.
      I am VERY lucky.
      Now, I must stay on top of the rest of my moles.

  8. It’s been a while since I visited your blog. I am so sorry to hear of your ordeal and so understand you anxiety and fear, what an nightmare for you. I am so pleased you have the all clear. Hopefully this year will be a better one for you. Thank you for you wonderful blog and all your efforts on behalf of animals.

  9. What wonderful news and an excellent and motivating article. Its good to know that it is possible to make a difference. One day we will see an end to all animal exploitation, this is a great step forward.

    Again all my best wishes for a great new year for you.

  10. Hi Again. I am sorry, I have posted the above comment in the wrong article, it was meant for the article No More. I will re- post it there now. I am sorry about all the confusion, its been a hectic time for me in one way or another. Please could you remove the above if possible.

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