My dear sweet readers,….
I would like to share some of my journey with you.
First, I want to thank all of you who were so kind as to not only comment, but to pray for me….and are continuing to pray.
God is leading me on this journey and and I have His assurance that He will never leave me.
I listed all the initial details in my post ‘July; My Journey Begins.’
And now I want to share with you a few steps along the way.
If you know me at all…you know that I like to joke and kid around.
So one of the first things on the Doctor’s “to do” list was to get this “HUGE”….(ok, it is not huge) but it is a rather large “Port’ implanted just beneath my skin on my shoulder.
This is to allow the Chemo drip to go through the port rather than poking holes in your arm or leg with needles.
You just use a needle directly through the port.
When the Operating nurse showed it to me …my eyes turned into saucers.
She said…”Don’t worry, you won’t feel a thing.”
For the record, the port is about the diameter of a quarter but about 3/4 inch thick and with a “tail” that looks like my Iphone cord.
As I was wheeled into surgery….I am chit chatting with the OR nurses.
At one point, one of the nurses draped a “covering” over my head and she asked me if I could see out to my left through the little plastic window.
I said yes, but why would I need to see out.
She said because I will be talking to you during the procedure.
WHAT?????????
I stammered a bit and said, I thought you were going to knock me out.
She laughed and said..well, not completely “out”….
She added….”we call that ‘Twilight’…we can still talk to you and you can talk to us.
I looked at her as if she had two heads and said…
“How about pitch, black…Dark Night…none of this twilight stuff.”
And she just laughed and went about her prep business.
When I was wheeled out of surgery, I was asked if I wanted something to eat.
Now, you are talking.
I said yes, I was rather hungry.
A steak would be nice.
But then she said, “I have a microwave and canned soup and styrofoam cup to eat it out of.”
On second thought…I’ll just wait until I get home, but thank you anyway.
Part 3 tomorrow.
Hugs and Blessings.
Love to you sweet Kari, I know He is holding you.
Well, it’s a good thing I wasn’t your designated driver, Kari. I took my sister to her PT last week and passed out as I was watching her! Talk about empathizing! You will be in my prayers through this journey, otherwise, I’m a complete waste. ♥
Oh Rita, Bless your heart. Your prayers will do just fine.hugs and love
Total faith in God and a sense of humor will take you a long way. Hugs♥
thank you Sandra…Jesus is holding my hand.
I have been thinking and praying for you daily, Kari…so good to hear from you and know what’s going on…not fun, hang in there!
Jenna
Bless your heart!! After all that, offering you canned soup…LOL I would wait until I got home also! I am continuing to pray daily for you my sweet friend! God will get you through this! I pray for peace, comfort and healing during this life journey. Love and hugs to you dear friend!!
Hi Kari, continued prayers for you and your family. Love, love, love your sense of humor! Love and hugs~
thanks Tammy…Prayers will carry me through.luv
Kari… please please keep your humor. Please please keep your positive outlook. And please please don’t eat out of styrofoam cups.
God has you in his arms! He is with you every step of the way!
I am praying for you and letting you know… I luvs you!
I really appreciate you Nancy…and I share your non-appreciation of styrofoam cups. Believe me when I say I am holding on tight to God’s hand. Thank you sweet friend for your prayers and support.
Kari, don’t ever lose your sense of humor. I continue to pray for you and am amazed at your strength and courage. But, I know it comes from God who is holding you and will never let you go. Love and hugs❤️
Pam…I am weak but He is strong…and the hymn “Just a Closer Walk With Thee” which has long been a favorite of mine has those very words in the lyrics. Sometimes I sing the old hymns in the silence of our bedroom as I am feeling the effects of that triple cocktail…as it works to destroy those cancer cells.
(I just hope ‘American Idol’ is not secretly taping me because I don’t believe a ‘raspy voice’ will make the cut.) LOL
I love you…my dear friend.
I love that song Kari. Praying for you my friend. Sending love and hugs❤️
However challenging your journey, it will be made easier by what I perceive to be your positive attitude.
Lulu…I do have a positive attitude…I believe my God will lead me through this and with all the support and prayers of my wonderful friends and readers…they bring me joy. Thank you for stopping by.
My heart is holding a special spot for you as I pray to Him to get you thru all of this and come out on the other side..quickly. Remember that PMA (positive mental attitude) will be your best defender against this monster. I’m praying for you every day. You WILL beat this!!!
thank you and I appreciate you sharing with me…because I believe a positive attitude is very important. And because I trust in Jesus… I owe all that I am to Him. Thank you for your prayers.
Dear Kari,
I’m only catching up with your news now. I have not been reading all your posts as been too busy for tablescapes (sorry for speaking such sacrilage!!!) but never too busy to tell you I love you and am praying for you. You are an inspiration. I am praying you will continue to be graced with courage, hope, and that daft sense of humour that never seems to fail you. God bless you and PG you and the Captain will get through this together. x x x
Hello dear Mags. I can hear your wonderful Irish Brogue from across the pond. I love you too and thank you for your prayers. No apologies are necessary…as the saying goes…life goes on. But I am a fighter and you know that I will fight this til the end…which ever way it comes out. I do believe God will bring me through this but the road will be tough. The Captain has been such a trooper….I look at his face when he thinks I am not looking and I smile. Best of everything to you and your Phillip.hugs always.
BTW…keep that pot of stew on the stove as I will come to Ireland….
Kari, I am so glad you are creating your journey. Most people have no clue unless they have endured something like this. I think sharing is good for your soul and it also helps people to understand what you are going through. One never knows. I wish I could be there to hold your hand, listen or offer comfort. I falso ound most people do not know what to say. I wrote a post on cancer etiquette.As bloggers, we are located all over the world, so it is impossible to offer a helping hand. We can offer our support, prayers and also lend an ear for you to vent. I also want to give her captain some kudos for being by your side. As a caregiver, they need love and support as well. I love your dear sense of humor. I would also pass on the can of soup…Much love to you. You got this!
Linda the warning signs of Pancreatic Cancer are so vague…if I can help one person get a cat scan right away…I am sure it will help save lives. I did read your cancer etiquette and thought it was wonderful.I know you are blessed with your honey’s support also….and it does make a difference doesn’t it. God Bless you and you are always in my prayers.
Hang in there Kari 💕You are tough 🙏
Thanks marie…I am a tough ole’ bird…I am a Jayhawk!!! LOL
Heh, YOU GO, GIRL!! You’re doing great! But I wouldn’t eat out of a styrofoam cup either. KEEP SINGING, KARI!!
Pat…you know I will keep singing….now as to whether anyone will recognize the song is another story.LOL