On day two of isolation, I’m finding that it’s really no big deal. I feel perfectly fine, just as before the treatment, as if nothing ever happened. I thought I would have some awful symptoms, but I’ve had none, nada, zip, zilch. Yippee!
I’ve been keeping myself busy doing some organizing and cleaning up. I have a nasty habit of changing purses and taking out only the things I want to put into the new purse, leaving all of the extra “stuff” in the old one and tucking it in the closet. Last evening and today, all of those purses came out of the closet and all of the “stuff” was gotten rid of. I did find a few goodies though…jewelry I’d forgotten about, lots of spare change, even a gift certificate. I’m making out like a bandit!
Actually, I think this radioactivity has put me into warp speed. I went on a vacuum cleaning binge—even vacuuming the laundry room and, get this, the furnace AND the oil burner! That big ‘ole noisy thing has accumulated an ungodly amount of dust on and around it…but no more. They will probably never get a cleaning like that again, as I’m counting on this treatment to work fully and completely.
The real bonus is that I no longer need to follow the low iodine diet. So, this morning, for the first time in 18 days, I had an egg, a slice of cheese, and a bagel. Later, Janina brought me a Starbuck’s Skinny Vanilla Latte. Yum! How did I ever live without that for the past 18 days?! The sky’s the limit for dinner, so what will it be?—pizza perhaps--a nice cheesy pizza. That way, Merril won’t have to cook.
I can come up from the basement at noon tomorrow. I can’t hug or kiss anyone for a few more days beyond that, and I will definitely have to avoid my gorgeous grandson. But by Wednesday, I can bust loose, so there will be hugs all around. Marrin, get ready for some big smooches from Gram! You too, Kyle, I owe you a birthday hug and kiss—and you can’t escape it big boy!
Now I’m ready for the ultimate reward…a nice hot bubble bath. After that, I’ll do some medical transcription.
This isolation thing is not so bad. I might be by myself, but I’ve never been alone.
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.