Well, another (and hopefully the LAST) surgery done. Janina was fantastic, as always. She was positive and firm about what she wanted and didn't want for her surgery, and she was not backing down. When she told the RN she didn't want any pain medication, the nurse looked at her like, "Are you nuts?" I couldn't help but smirk a little, because I knew that the lot of us would have given them hell if they went against Janina's wishes.
It was easier this time around with Janina, but it was harder at the same time. If anything happens to my sister, I always get really mad and upset, because she's just so good! She's a beautiful, strong, lovely woman who doesn't take any crap. She's worked her whole life for everything she has, and she never takes any of it for granted. Janina loves her family and friends with all her heart, and, God, is her heart big. I hated seeing her in that hospital gown, tired with a headache from not eating since 8:30pm the previous night. I had to look away at times because I saw myself in that chair and wished I was in it instead of her. Once everyone came out when she was taken back, I was relieved. I wanted it over and done with for her. She was anxious about getting it done. And now it's done. Time for recovery, then soon enough both Mom and Janina will be going through radioactive iodine treatment. I plan on baking and cooking (!) up a storm for them.
I was talking to my best friend Anne last night, and I joked saying, "I still can hardly believe this happened, but then again, everything happens in three's!" Have you every had a time in your life where you think something that happened a few days/weeks/months before was kind of like a foreshadowing of what would happen later in your life? I came to a funky conclusion with Anne: that all of those celebrities (RIP) who died were kind of a foreshadowing of this cancer deal. Think about it: all of the celebrities who have died in the last year died in three's. Farrah, Billy Mays, MJ. There was another tricolon (woohoo, I used a term from my Writing Argument class!) that I'm missing, but you get the point. I kept saying over and over again, "Everything happens in three's!" I hit the nail on the head.
I can't wait for this to be finished for both Mom and Janina. It's enough for all of us that my battle isn't done. My battle can keep going, but theirs can stop. God, can we arrange that?
Like Daughter, Like Mother: Our Thyroid Cancer Journey
Behind the Blog
Adelina is a full-time wife, mother, practice manager, and medical transcriptionist. After receiving an ultrasound and countless biopsies, she was diagnosed with papillary thyroid cancer on December 11, 2009. She successfully underwent surgery on December 29, 2009, and had her first radioactive iodine treatment in February 2010. Following treatment, Adelina now sees her doctor once a year for follow-up. She has been doing well, and refuses to let cancer slow her down.
Dori is 26 years old. She was diagnosed with papillary thyroid cancer at the age of 17 on June 1, 2006, just three days prior to her high school graduation. Dori endured two radioactive iodine treatments and two surgeries to remove her complete thyroid and 39 total lymph nodes from her neck. She is now under close watch by her doctors, and only time will tell if the cancer stays at bay.