2 1/2 years.
What happened? Last thing I knew I was appealing for funds for Sweet Hope and the next I’m here. Where is here? And who the hell is that orange cheeto sitting in the White House? What happened to the cool guy?
I’d like to think that I’ve been asleep or had my head buried in the sand. Let’s be honest… I’ve been avoiding you. It’s not you.
I guess I ran out of things to talk about.
Well that sure as shit is about to change. Boy-oh do I have stuff to talk about.
First let’s get reaquainted. Here’s the 30 second sum-up… bullet style.
- The boy is now 12 years old. (I’ll let you catch your breath after that one)
- I think the trusty husband still works for the same company. I can’t remember when he switched jobs.
- I changed jobs in the Fall of 2015. I’m now doing my dream job of teaching high school horticulture.
- Yes I said high school.
- I spent a whole year commuting from University Place to Bellevue, WA. On a map that doesn’t look that far. But let me tell you, that is an hour and a half up and at least 2 hours home. I hate my car.
- On the last day of school I called home from the car in tears saying I couldn’t do it anymore.
- We moved north 2 months later.
- I love my new house.
- I love my job.
- and that’s the end of 2 years of my life…
So why now?
Why decide to start writing again after such a long absence? Well, my life hasn’t been all that boring. Especially in the past month. You see… I found this thing. Then I went to the doctor. Then he told me I should have some scanny stuff. Then they did the scanny stuff and said I should have some more testy stuff, with needles. Then they told me I had breast cancer……………
**insert sound of scratching record here**
Yeah, I just put that out there. I have Breast Cancer. Big ol’ fat Breast Cancer.
I was diagnosed on February 15 and don’t have a staging quite yet. I’ll go visit Seattle Cancer Care Alliance on March 7 to (hopefully) get a treatment plan. In the mean time I’m keeping myself busy, spending time with family and I took a vacation.
Be jealous. It was amazeballs.
So there you have it. I fired up the writing machine as a means to keep everyone informed of what is going on with treatments and the like. It took me the better part of a week to call everyone and recount the details. I can’t do that after every appointment. It is my intention to put it all out here. If you want to know check back. If you want to send a word of encouragement… I could certainly use that.
Put your seatbelt on because it’s never a boring ride on the Life of Elle Rollercoaster.
I LOVE YOU!!!!!! Writing is good for the soul!
My sassy girl is gonna f bomb the crap outa cancer. Winning already with your attitude! ????????????
Bookmarking and will be reading and listening. I’m so sorry.
Whoa! Okay, we got the message…so now, remember you are surrounded with love, care and prayer!
I know I don’t need to comment here for you to know this. We love you, we are here for you, and we are just a phone call away, day or night.
You are not alone, and we’re going to kick caved cancer’s ass!
You’ve got this!!! It’s a rough road, but you’ll pull through! Let me know if I can do anything to help.
Alyssa finished her treatments last June, and the follow up last fall; I’m sure she’d be happy to talk to you if you want to talk to someone who’s been through it recently.
Love you dear. You got this. And we got you. #ignoremygrammar
It is 6:30 am here in VA and I am laying here in bed in stunned silence…when I really just want to scream & curse!! Oh my dear, sweet friend…you are one of the strongest women that I know and I know that you will beat this If I wasn’t across the dang country, I would give you the biggest hug! Please know that I am thinking about you always and will help lead the “YOU GOT THIS” cheer! xoxoxo
Thank you for sharing your journey with us and so lovely be that you are back (just wish it were under different circumstances – no matter). Lots of good vibes are headed your way from Bonney Lake.
First I want to say, how sorry I am to hear this. As you know I went thru this, its been over 7 years ago. And you will be a cancer survivor! If you send me your address I have a little book I’d like to send to you. Prayers and healthy thought going your way. Best advice….Breath!
oh, and keep writing. You’ve got some good stuff going on there.
Welcome back. I wish it were for another reason.
I am a cancer survivor and you will be too. I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer just 2.5 years after we brought our two children home. It was rough. I’m cancer free now seven years later this week. Let others support you and your family. It will take all the strength you found to get through your adoption to fight through this. I kept focusing on the promise I made in that Russian courtroom. “I will raise these children to the best of my ability, with every ounce of love I have.” That promise got me through. You’ve got this.
Sending up prayers for you and your health care team and your family. Kick that dang cancer to the curb!
Great to hear from you again. Not great to hear that news. Sending lots of positive vibes your way. Will be thinking of you.
I’m so sorry you got this big ol’ log jam in life, but I know you’ve got what it takes to move right past it. Hugs.
Hello. It has been a long time. We corresponded back in the day (I adopted the year before you) when I was in south Seattle and you were waiting. Then I moved to Alaska. Nine years later I’m just now back to WA. It’s brought back some memories and wondered if I could find any of the blogs from those days. And here you are. Well best wishes on your journey for your health. Thoughts and prayers are going to you and your family.