Treatment Countdown Is On

My first entry on my new lap top! Bear with me! Apparently, unbeknownst to me, my sister Susan sent out a plea asking if anyone had an old lap top they were not using and would be willing to donate to me to continue my blog.It's harder than heck to try to write it on my phone and I am a stickler when it comes to proper spelling. It has been driving me bonkers seeing all my spelling errors and just errors in general, and on top of all that i just traded my old phone in for a newer version. And that same day I got the newer phone, i was admitted into the hospital.So needless to say - my family and friends were getting some texts that were waaaaaay out there. Let's just say sometimes I couldn't even decipher them myself. When they would say, "NETTIE, WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?", my reply would have to be honest and I'd have to say foolishly, "I HAVEN'T GOT A CLUE" or "YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE". So please be patient as I learn to use a lap top now This is my first time using a lap top. I'm one those girls who is perfectly fine without too many changes in my life.Thank you so much for the person who donated this wonderful laptop. I promise to practice on it and just keep getting better and better. Soon there will be minimal errors.

As many of you know if you follow this blog, I had an MRI this week very early in the morning. I had to be there at 630 to be exact. I'm not afraid of the MRI tube but I can certainly see how some people could be. It's a tight squeeze in there. But me, I just tend to fall asleep then get called out of the tube a few times to be told I need to keep my snoring down a tad bit because they needed clearer pictures! I did not get my results back right away but I did receive them the next day, and my understanding is that it couldn't have been better! No new cancer!!!!! When you know this cancer is aggressive, that's the best news a gal could hope for.

I will start my treatments this Wednesday. Radiation and chemo. To be honest, I'm kinda freaked out by it. Something that blows my mind is: if Sherry gives me my chemo pill, yes it is in pill form, which I am thankful for because I would not want to be hooked up to an IV for several hours a day... But the freaky part is - when Sherry, Ashlee, Nate or whomever gives me the pill for me to swallow, the person who handles the pill must thoroughly wash their hands with soap and water. So, let me get this straight...  I have to swallow it, and the person who unwraps it to hand it to me must wash very good after handling it. Another question, what in the heck is in the stuff I'm going to be taking???????

I had such an awesome weekend. I spent time with family and friends, planting potted fall plants, ate lunch with people who made me laugh a lot, spent an evening with a friend who encouraged me and believes in me, went to a fun family reception and saw some cousins I haven't seen in ages, Nate and family picked me up for breakfast, we all went to the Children's Museum,I got to watch Kemper play his first flag football game, then we ended the night with a cook out.

Actually, I am ending this evening writing my first blog entry on my new lap top!!! THANK YOU SOOOOOO MUCH LEAH!!!!!!!! I have discovered life can still be good and exciting even fighting gliosblastoma, Would I rather not have to know that word.????? Heck yes, I hate that word with a passion. I often wonder why did this disease choose me? But I can't waste my time wondering or worrying about these unanswered questions I will probably never know the answers to (but it doesn't stop me from asking the doctors the questions).

Please try to come to the benefit on November 11. I would love to see and hug everyone that takes the time to read my blog, donate an auction item, prays for me and just takes the time to care and send encouraging messages. Thanks guys!   

Nettie

* I can *beat this scary disease 

* I can and have already come a long way baby

* I can shower by myself now 

* I can get dressed everyday now by myself

* I'm very excited about moving to a new place with less steps

* I can't fret about the future

* I CAN'T LET my loved ones down

* I can't die before the age my mom died (65) because that was waaaaay too young

* I can't whimper and whine, I have to be brave

* I can't do it alone!