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Update 8/20/15

Hello there #teamklb,

It's been a LONG time since my last post, but I thought it was time to fill you in on what's been going on in my life lately. 

Most of you know that I accepted a new position at work - I will be a Math TOSA (Teacher on Special Assignment). This means that I'll be teaching teachers and coaching them with our new Common Core State Standards and our newly adopted math curriculum. School is now back in session, and this past Monday, while being introduced to about 350 teachers as the district's new Math TOSA, it felt like quite a victory. One year ago I was scared to get the results back from my breast MRI and now here I am in a new position in the district. It felt like I had really won. I think of all that I've gone through and accomplished in the last 12 months, and it amazes me. I kicked cancer's ass, went into remission, successfully completed radiation, went back to work, applied for and accepted the Math TOSA position, finished a bunch of nutrition classes, and started a new job. WOW. I'd like to thank Lori for taking a chance one me in this role. When I got home from the interview, I told Jim that I thought I totally bombed the interview. I had chemobrain on top of normal nervousness. When I was offered the position, Jim told me that even when I think I stink, I'm still pretty awesome. Thanks ! <3  

 

I spent most of my summer either packing up my classroom (sniffle, sniffle) or doing homework (LOTS OF HOMEWORK). I wanted to use my free time to get caught up and possibly "ahead". Every month I basically have a 10-12 page paper to write. It's getting easier now that I'm in the swing of things, but it still takes a ton of my time. I should be finished with my nutrition program in early spring 2016. YAY! 

 

Most of you also know that we took a "Katie Kicked Cancer's Ass" trip to Europe this past summer as well. My mom, Kamy, Jim, and I spent 2 1/2 weeks traveling through Italy and Mallorca. It was an amazing trip and it definitely scratched my traveling itch. It was hotter than hell, but we still had an amazing time. My favorites: 1) walking out of the Venice train station and seeing waterways and not roads, 2) eating padron peppers every chance I got in Mallorca, 3) Florence, everything Florence, especially the food, 4) the glass blowing in Murano and the lace making in Burano 5) checking out the castle in Alcudia and the lighthouse Cap de Formentor, and 6) Stand up paddle-boarding in Santa Ponsa. 

 

During the summer, at some point it hit me that people treat me like I didn't have cancer. Which is a double-edged sword. On one side, I want to move on and forget that I had cancer. That would be the ultimate sign of moving on with my life. I want to feel, look, and be normal again. On the other side, I'll never be able to forget. My body is changed: I'm not a strong as I once was, I can't do all the things I once did, and I still have plenty of scars. I also can't take each day for granted like I once did. I'm also significantly more emotional than I ever was. It makes it hard to move on. I'm still trying to move on, but it's going to take a while. 

Jim and I were talking on our trip to the Central Coast and I said, "Sometimes I feel like I never had cancer because I almost forget". We continued this conversation and I told him that I couldn't really blame others for forgetting that I had cancer when sometimes even I forget it. I'm also glad to be at a point in this journey to be able to (even if just momentarily) forget that I had cancer. 

 

During my monthly massage in June, my masseuse took hold of my right arm (the chemo infiltration arm that is STILL swollen over one year later) and said to me, that my arm was mad at me for damaging it. It was hurt. And I should apologize to it. Some of you might think this is crazy, but back when I was preparing for surgery, I read a book called Prepare For Surgery, Heal Faster. In it, she recommends that you make peace with the part of you that is being operated on. So, I started apologizing to my breasts for being mad at them (this may sound familiar, as I've blogged about it before). For several weeks leading up to the surgery, I had a strange pain in my breast, where the tumor was. After apologizing to them and thanking them for fighting off the cancer, etc., the pain went away and has never come back. So, I figured apologizing to my right arm for harming it, couldn't hurt. And since I've been doing that each night, both my masseuse and I have noticed a difference in the arm. Call it what you will, but I'm convinced that it worked. 

 

There's a new(ish) song out called Fight Song by Rachel Platten and it's become my "Katie kicked cancer's ass" Anthem. I know this is true for many cancer survivors. Whenever I hear it playing, I basically burst into tears. I think about one year ago going through chemo and barely being able to walk or do very basic tasks and how just a few weeks ago I was able to run for the first time in about 20 months or that I was able to bike to bay and back (~15 miles). Last year I felt like death and now my life is so vibrant. When I take the time to stop to think about it about, I nearly always cry. 

Confession time: Looking back, I'm really sure that I should have had a blood transfusion. During every chemo cycle, the week after chemo, I felt very much like I would pass out, but so long as I stayed home and in bed, I was good. Once I got the picc line in and had to go to the doctor every week to get it cleaned, during that appointment (only on the fist week of the new chemo cycle) I always almost passed out. Twice they kept me longer to give me additional fluids, but the other times I just toughed it out because I REALLY didn't want a blood transfusion. I tried to avoid letting on just how bad I felt so that the nurses wouldn't admit me. Oh well, too late now.    

 

While on vacation, my left foot started hurting (I broke it 14 years ago and it has never hurt like this since the cast has been off). It was quite strange because it basically hurt exactly where I broke it. At first I thought nothing of it, but it hurt again a few days later. Then I remembered at one of my follow up appointments with my oncologist, he said when cancer returns, it often returns to the blood, brain, lungs, and bones. So I freaked out a little and emailed the doctors office to get an appointment with a podiatrist as soon as we got back. I asked for an exam and x-ray to provide me with some peace of mind. While I didn't really think the cancer had returned in my foot, I did freak out for a second in the doctor's office while waiting for him to come and review the x-rays. What if the cancer had returned? Could I go through chemo again? What would my chances be this time? LUCKILY, I'm still #cancerfreeklb.

 

Also, oddly enough, the radiated skin has been very irritated lately. It's been on and off, but for several weeks now, it feels like it might look red and irritated, but it isn't. It just hurts. It doesn't hurt all the time, just every few days or so. I told my doctor and he had me come in just to take a look. The nurse said that sometimes people get shingles where the skin was radiated, but luckily that's not the case with me. They just said that it was fine and to keep on applying aloe and the calendula cream. 

In July, I had an appointment with my plastic surgeon to discuss surgery. I had a whole bunch of questions for him. Most of them are about the more vain aspects of my reconstruction (like, can you make them any bigger? one is higher than the other, can you fix this? can you lipo the "side fat" that I was left with post surgery? etc. - answer to all of those questions is yes btw). After the appointment, I felt incredibly excited to have the surgery. My first thought was that I was excited because during/after surgery nothing is expected of me. I don't have to work, cook, clean, take care of anyone. It sounds weird, but it's really nice. My friend Liz pointed out to me that maybe I was excited because this is my last big hurdle to jump through. She's right. After this I'll be pretty much done. Also, I think I'm excited to have these expanders out. They are really uncomfortable. This leads me to my last tidbit of info for you. My reconstructive surgery has been scheduled for Wednesday October 7th at 12:30pm. (that is going to kill me by the way - fasting for twelve and a half hours is pure torture for me). I will be taking two weeks off from work. I anticipate being in the hospital one night and feeling much better much sooner (this is the "easy" surgery). I'm sure I'll be up for visitors during my time off and help with meals would again be appreciated.

 

I feel like I've unloaded a lot off my shoulders. Thanks for listening!

As always, much love you to #teamklb 

XOXOXO

Katie 

I'll leave you with something funny. In looking into nipple reconstruction, I've come across these "rub-on nipple tattoos" hehehehehehehe  http://www.prweb.com/releases/2014/09/prweb12201139.htm

Comments (3)

  • Jared Miller
    Jared Miller

    Six things: 1. Tears. :) 2. > Jim told me that even when I think I stink, I'm still pretty awesome This is why we love Jim. :) 3. > you make peace with the part of you that is being operated on Make sure you should pass this on to other people. 4. > I should have had a blood transfusion Ditto. 5. Book? ;-) 6. Book. :)

    one year ago · Reply
  • Denise Hooshiar
    Denise Hooshiar

    Katie, another fabulous post, another deep connection with you and how you are dealing with cancer. I also think from time to time it feels sometimes like this never happened but then something draws me back to last year and I can only once again think how courageous you are and continue to be and tears come quickly. Even though it doesn't go away like a little toe surgery would, you have done so well and have all of us and we hope to be the best support we can for you. I have forgotten to ask how you are doing sometimes but I never forget that I want to know and how much I care that you are doing well (better than well!). I love you and will always be here for you. You will do great during your surgery in October and we will all bring you lots of meals, I will help around the house too! Best of luck as you TOSA the hell out of the school system (in a good way :))!! Lots of love, Mom

    one year ago · Reply
  • Christina Montarbo
    Christina Montarbo

    Thanks so much for sharing your most intimate thoughts. Big congratulations on the new job! They are so lucky to have you on their team. Go Katie! I love the Fight song. I just new it was your song now. I just saw her preform it on the today show. Your surgery in October will definitely be your last big hurdle! We will pray you through that too. I love the apologies to your body parts. We love you Katie, Tina and Cy

    one year ago · Reply

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