Here is Will with all my glorious flowers and balloons! He just figured it is some kind of party!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Simple, so beautifully simple!
Posted by Christa Johnson at 10:20 AM 3 comments
Friday, November 20, 2009
What I do know mixed with a dash of the unknown...(My recipe for right now)
Thanks to my amazing, husband you had a wonderful opportunity to already read about my surgery and how that went. I am constantly amazed and feel that I married the greatest man ever. (Hopefully, you all feel this way and we could battle this out for hours). But for the sake of my blog, let's just go with the fact that mine is the best.... so there!!
Morgan celebrated his 34th birthday yesterday and he never ceases to amaze me. There wasn't a special breakfast in bed like on my last birthday, there wasn't a wife doting on him all day as he did on my b-day either. He simply went around concentrating on his beautiful wife (He!He! this could be debated considering I am in the same jammies from Tuesday and haven't showered in quite a while now)... But with no thought of himself, Morgan went off to a meeting for work in Phoenix, met my parents and I at the plastic surgeons office at 1:30pm and basically pretended that his birthday was nothing of consequence! That is the amazing man I married!!! Selfless love and devotion!!
Luckily, I was born with two sisters with a gift for celebration and beauty.... so I called them a couple of days before my surgery and informed them of Morgan's birthday and asked for their help. They, of course, jumped at the chance... So Morgan did get a bit of a surprize in the evening when Alisha and her cute munchkins and Becky and Jeff and Brody all came in with a key lime pie, a carrot cake and 34 candles! Oh, how I love my sisters! He also got a shirt from Becky and Jeff that says..." I am HUGE in Japan". There is also a present that my sister Alisha has been working on that is almost finished and I will post it here when it is done.. Needless to say... she is amazingly crafty that woman!!
And here is another section of my life.... the cancer side of life. The surgeon called and said that when they took out all my lymphnodes they found that 8 of the lymphnodes were cancerous. So what does that mean? Well, it means that after chemotheraphy I will be followed by radiation for a while. And they also had to cut a nerve out that ran right through the lymphnodes and so from my armpit to my elbow will always be numb. It is hard to get used to the feeling or not feeling, rather, of trying to lift my arm.
The other thing is that we kind of know our stage... I think I have stage 3A breast cancer. We will be going to a test called a PET scan tomorrow morning to make sure it hasn't spread to other organs in my body. If it has spread to other parts of my body, then I will automatically have stage 4 cancer. If it hasn't gone to other organs, then I still have Stage 3A cancer.
So, that is that..... I have some appointments on Saturday, and a few on Monday, and then I would like to go home to my house and my bed and my town for a little while. I do miss my home and friends. Lot's of love to each of you.
Posted by Christa Johnson at 5:41 AM 4 comments
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Keeping You Abreast of the Situation
This is in fact Morgan typing, and the title of this entry was actually Christa's recommendation. I hope I am not unworthily treading on sacred blogging ground, but I just wanted to give an update on Christa's surgery for anyone interested. Christa and I arrived at the hospital at 6am yesterday morning and began the long process of checking in and getting settled. It took about three and a half hours to get Christa set up, inject the radioactive dye, and start her I.V.. They finally wheeled her off to surgery at about 9:30am.
I have to add this little story about a funny thing that happened right before surgery, or Christa will be mad at me. She was outfitted in what was basically a balloon smock that was inflated with warm air in order to keep her body temeratue up. It has a vacuum hose hooked up to it that had a constant stream of warm air flowing in from what looked like a fancy hair dryer. I kept turning the dial to full blast to see how much it would inflate her and she would then get after me for messing with the equipment (the best part of any hospital stay is playing with the equipment).
Then, at about 9:15am, and amid the growing tension we were both feeling, the fire alarm went off. There was a alarm that sounded and a light that started flashing. We looked at each other and were both thinking "What do we do now?" Then an image popped into my mind of us having to evacuate the hospital. I imagined myself having to tye a string around Christa's big toe, turing her inflatable suit to full blast, and walking her out of the hospital like a Macey's Day Parade balloon. She would be happily bobbing around in the parking lot with a whole bunch of other inflated patients at the end strings. One of them would have slipped out of thier knot and with a look of concern would be slowly floating away. Christa and I had a big laugh imagining that. Laughing was the medicine that we needed right about then and was literally an answer to our prayer of a few minutes before. The fire alarm ended up being something that happened all the time and nobody paid it any notice. It stopped a few minutes later and they took her away from me for a while.
It was a long four hours, four of the longest hours of my life, while I waited for any word from either of the surgeons working on Christa. Don't tell her this though because she seemed to more concerned about me having to endure the waiting room than she was for herself. At around 1:30pm Dr. Cashman came out and spoke with me and Alisha (she brought me a delicious lunch about an hour earlier). She said that everything went very well. Christa had done great and was in the recovery room coming out of it. There was some bad news though. Apparenly they found a couple of lymph nodes that were larger and harder than they should have been. They disected one of them and found cancer in it. This means that radiation will be likely and will probably take place after the Chemo is over. Not the best news we could have received, but we had been prepped that this might be the case. This will in fact only prolong the treatment a bit.
Christa's mom showed up shortly thereafter. At about 2:30pm they told us we could come spend some time with Christa in the recovery room, but that she was pretty out of it. We went with her to see Christa, and I will never forget the what happened when I came in. She looked peaceful and tired, but was as beautiful as ever. As soon as she saw me coming I got a huge sleepy smile and she said softly "hello handsome." I am so honered to be her "handsome." She was doing great and the medication did nothing to dampen her personality. She cracked jokes, apologized for us having to wait for so long, and spoke fluent medical lingo with the nurse helping her.
After finally getting settled in her new room she began the tedious process of hourly vital checks, drinking clear liquids, and pushing herself to stand and walk. It was a really long night, but she did have a great evening visit by her sisters and parents. She have a great support system here and back in Bagdad so we have not had to worry about the kids or if we will be taken care of over the next couple of days. She has seen the physical therapist and her surgeons PA, and she should be discharged at around noon today. She will go spend a few days at her parents house and will then have a surgery followup tomorrow.
Last night as I watched her in a lot of pain the verse from Ephesians chapter 5, verse 25 came into my mind: "Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it." Christa has been so very easy to love, and I wished that I could somehow take the pain that she was feeling on myself so that she could rest. Her pain did ease and she was able to sleep off and on most of the night. She is so strong. My mother said it perfectly shortly after arriving in Bagdad: "cancer is going to be sorry it messed with Christa." I on the other hand am so grateful that I decided 12 years ago to "mess" with this woman, and for everything that it has meant for me in my life. My crazy Macey's Day balloon girl has had me happily bobbing at the end of a string these past 12 years, and I have loved every minute of it. Just don't tell her. She still thinks that she got a good deal... I told you she was crazy.
Posted by Christa Johnson at 9:23 AM 9 comments
Monday, November 16, 2009
O.K., that is just plain gross!!!
here is the unsuspecting meat!!
Here he is proving that he actually ate it all and swollowed everything....
Posted by Christa Johnson at 7:19 PM 3 comments
My Last Super...for now
I am a bit late getting this entry out, as we are currently on our way to Phoenix for my surgery tomorrow. But, better late than never!
I would never pass up a chocolate shake though!!! I am not THAT crazy!!!!
And actually, I didn't eat all my food! Believe it or not, I have been craving all the healthy food I have been eating lately! Crazy, I know!
Posted by Christa Johnson at 5:26 PM 3 comments
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wildlife Zoo.... Our kids fit right in!!!
I was pretty proud of my "flamingo shot"... They sure are pretty... if your into pink!! I guess I am kind of stuck with "pink" for a while... so enjoy the pink flamingo!
Look at that tongue!!! EWWWWW!!!
Cassidy really loved this white tiger and she said it was posing for her..
Sarah and the Zebras (I don't think she was supposed to be up on the wall, but she just kept trying to get in with the animals becuase she loves them soooo much)
And here are some crazy animals we saw at the zoo... What a weird breed!!
More wildlife!!!
Posted by Christa Johnson at 10:46 PM 4 comments
Weekly Favorite t-shirts
O.K. so I was sitting with my older sister last night laughing my head off at all the different breast cancer t-shirts they make and I decided that we all needed to share in the fun! So, every week I am going to post the funniest ones I find on my blog so we can all have a good laugh, for a good cause!!
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