biopsies. ..

My throat biopsy came back fine. My polyps, however, not so good news. both are midgrade and pre cancerous so I will be monitored and watched closely. 

Now the 28th I go for my uterine surgery. I am excited and scared. But have some hope. 

I am doing better in my recovery. Between my medications and group therapy I am feeling better and finally feeling some form of hope. 

I hope all of you out there who struggle but are afraid to ask for help, ASK FOR HELP. Your mind is an organ and needs medical attention as well. We have to tale care of mind, body and soul. Please know you are not alone and you are brave to wake up and deal with the same fight everyday. keep fighting, keep going. you are worth it and you are loved!

Today is two years Since Hurricane Michael ...

Sitting here, still displaces from the major Cat 5 hurricane, Michael. I see memories pop up on social media about today while I watch it rain from the window. My heart is still broken for our losses. I can not believe we still have not recovered. I never in my life thought I would see such devastation.  It was incredibly unbelievable.  As we wait for the house to be finished, I feel so lost and scared of what the future holds. It seems we really got screwed here while the entire city of lynn haven higher ups ripped off so many. With hundreds of Bay county families still displaced today, it is clear what comes first around here. Finding help is difficult. We don't want handouts. We lost 22 years of our life. An entire household, gone. We are starting from scratch and this is one of the moat difficult things I have had to do in a very long time. This has wore my kids out, it has wore my mind out. The frustration is real. 

I am trying to be positive for the future,  but with so much uncertainty...it's rough.

yesterdays proceedure

So I had a colonoscopy and endoscopy performed yesterday. I have several things going on. The two that scare me are the things they biopsied.  There were 2 polyps and something in my esophagus.  Everything else is manageable.  I go back the 16th of November.  That's  4 weeks I have to wait for the results. This sucks. 

I do have to say the staff where I had my procedure were amazing. The anesthesiologist recognized me having a panic attack and gave me something to help. It was nice to have someone notice. I mean, I can't control it and don't know what I am doing really, and he noticed and helped. I truly appreciate that. When you have anxiety and panic disorder, it's really hard to vocalize what is going on sometimes. I'm out here trying and some days I feel like I am drowning just to keep my head above water, and to have another human say..Hey, I see you...it really helps.

I got a call to achedulemy surgery, I go October 28th. Now for this I am really nervous but hopeful. I hope she can fix me and help. I will update as I know more. 

Until.next time...

Remember to take some time out for YOU today.

this week...

well, Tuesday I found out I have 6 large fibroids and I am going to have surgery Oct. 20th. 

Then Tavi got medically cleared for her hearing aids. So now we start the process the 21ts of Oct. 

Tomorrow is my colonoscopy.  I am so nervous and scared. The prep sucks. ugh. I am hoping to get some good news at soke point because I have reached my limit pn shitty news. 

More to come...

This week...

I go Tuesday for my ultra sound to check the mass in my uterus and will immediately see the doctor afterwards. Then Friday I have my colonoscopy.  I am terrified. I am alone in this. With the pandemic,  even if I had someone, no one could be with me. 

It makes me think of all those out there facing their own mortalities, with or without a support system, we are alone. It is isolating, it's scary and I don't know how some of you do it. Does this mean I won't face it? No. It just means, I feel alone, empty and scared and have no one here to.hold my hand while I face this. I do have some of the most amazing children in the universe who are rooting for me. They are the fuel that keeps me pushing forward. 

As I sit here and drink my coffee and get ready for group, I am trying to breathe and remind myself...I got this.

the ups and downs of recovery

One thing, I am having to realize is, it took my mind a couple of years of constant stress to break. I need to keep in mind that recovery is not overnight. With any illness there is a time period for healing and it may be different for each individual.  We can not gauge our progress with other's.  

I am also learning that you can not heal in the same environment that made you sick.  This has to be the most difficult aspect of it all, for myself. 

I have to accept things that I can not change and instead change this environment.  When flowers begin to die we don't rip them up, we try and fix the soil around them. I need to fix my soil.

In light of mental health week, I urge all of you who find yourselves struggling to seek help. Turn to someone. There is no shame in saying you have had enough and need some help. 

It is usually those of us who fight our battles alone, those of us who push harder and hide our problems that need help most. Also, it is the same people who do not want to burden others with our issues. 

I hope you find the strength and courage to keep moving forward. You do not have to fight alone. 

It's okay not to be okay

This is my new mantra. Why is mental health so taboo? Why do we push ourselves past the breaking point, just to appease others? When we break a bone, we do what we need to so we can heal and when we get a cold we rest and get better. So why is it so hard to allow our minds time to heal? 

I guess I felt I could handle anything and everything all by myself. I did not give myself a moment to process things I have been through the past 2 years and my brain just...broke. I finally had enough. It should not have been that way. 

Reaching out for help is not easy, admitting you can't handle everything being thrown at you...it just made me feel weak, as if I wasn't good enough because I couldn't handle what was going on in my life. Truth is, I couldn't.  And I should have sought help sooner. 

It will be a long road to recovery and you know what? I am going to allow myself time to mourn what I have lost and time to heal. Why should I feel ashamed?

I hope that if you don't feel okay, that you know...IT'S OKAY!! Take time for your mind just as you do your body. Seek help before that breaking point and please, for the love of all, do not let anyone make you feel as though you are weak or unworthy just because you need help! 

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