tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64422837706418789772024-03-18T05:18:08.430-04:00Waiting for the storm to end...A mother's journey through Breast Cancer and beyondBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.comBlogger293125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-71376669315790769112012-10-01T14:15:00.001-04:002012-10-04T12:39:49.619-04:00Scars by Mary E. CarpenterToday begins breast cancer awareness month, so I would like to share with you something that a very dear friend wrote. I couldn't say it any better myself. Thank you Mama Mary for allowing me to share this here. xoxo<br /><br />
<blockquote>Scars © Mary E. Carpenter<br /><br />
Walking down the street, no one would know that I am the face of breast cancer. It is not obvious that I have been bald twice, stuck with needles too numerous to count, had multiple cancer killing toxins coursing through my veins, become the “chubby little woman” as Britt referred to me . . . from steroids to prevent life threatening reactions to those toxins, spent hours vomiting in bathrooms, bushes, buckets or wherever I could find a place because I intended to continue living my life, been injected with radioactive glucose, dye, blood, and had so many x-rays and scans that I’m surprised I do not glow in the dark even though Bayley thinks it would be cool. It is not obvious to those that pass me in the aisles at the grocery store, parents that greet me in my children’s classrooms or on the soccer field, or co-workers that greet me in the hall as we pass one another during the course of our workday. The scars beneath my clothes from seven surgeries that were not choice, but choosing life, are not evident to the outside world.<br /><br />
But I am the face of breast cancer. I am a mom, a daughter, a sister, a niece, a cousin, a friend. I am every woman. I am not a case of breast cancer or a scar. I am the 1 in 8 American women that will be diagnosed with breast cancer in her lifetime. If I lived in Europe, I would be the 1 in 10 that is diagnosed with breast cancer before age 80. I am 1 of the 11,100 young women under the age of 40 in the United States that was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2003. I am one of the many young women that heard these words from a doctor . . . “You are too young for breast cancer.”<br /><br />
I wake up every day and see the scars that are now as much a part of my body as my breasts ever were. I shower, I put on lotion, and I cover my scars with clothes and go out into the world. I am just a healthy woman going about the business of my day. I am just a healthy, young mom out with her children. But the scars are always there waiting to be heard. They want the opportunity to say, “I am not ashamed. I am not embarrassed. I am only a scar.Look at me and be aware. Look at me and know you can save second base. Look at me and know that breast self examination is worth it because no one knows your body like you. Look at me and schedule your mammogram. Look at me and know your family health history. Look at me and know that I am 1 of the 87% of five year survivors alive today. Look at me and don’t be afraid, be aware.”<br /><br />
Those scars roar for awareness every day and every month, not just October. Remember them and share them with the men and women in your lives because they know awareness can do more than just save second base, it can save lives. They are here to speak for the 13% whose scars were silenced by breast cancer.<br /><br />
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Resources noted below. (I do recommend finding grassroots organizations in your own city, state, county, or region for help with things such as groceries, utilities, rent, childcare, etc. Some of the larger organizations will sometimes direct you to those resources, but oftentimes, you have to find them on your own.)<br /><br />
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Resources:
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Breast Self Examination
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http://cms.komen.org/komen/AboutBreastCancer/EarlyDetectionScreening/BreastSelf-Exam/index.htm?ssSourceNodeId=313&ssSourceSiteId=Komen
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Young Survival Coalition (for women diagnosed under 45)<br /><br />
http://www.youngsurvival.org/
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Breast Cancer Resources - United States:
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http://www.lbbc.org/ <br /><br /> Living Beyond Breast Cancer
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http://cms.komen.org/komen/AboutBreastCancer/index.htm Susan G. Komen (I'd recommend checking with local affiliates.)
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http://www.cancer.org/docroot/CRI/CRI_2x.asp?sitearea=LRN&dt=5 American Cancer Society
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http://www.breastcancer.org BreastCancer.org
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One on One Guidance and Support:
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http://www.imermanangels.org/ Imerman Angels
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Breast Cancer Resources - Europe:
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http://www.breasthealthday.org/BreastCancerFact.asp Europa Donna
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http://www.ibca.net/online_resources/foreign_language_sites.php Cancer Resource Center (22+ languages available)
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http://www.cancereurope.org Cancerworld
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Breast Cancer Resources - Germany:
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http://www.komen.de/cms/website.php Komen Deutschland
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http://bcag.twoday.net Breast Cancer/Action Germany
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http://www.brustkrebs.de Brustkrebs Info
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Breast Cancer Support Groups and Organizations - Worldwide:
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http://www.mentorcorp.com/canada/breast-reconstruction/links.htm Mentor
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Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-57445904558005262932012-09-10T21:14:00.002-04:002012-09-10T21:20:49.156-04:00Hi, my name is Beth and I'm a SLACKER!!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wow, I can't believe it has been 10 months since I've last updated my blog! I'm sorry for being such a slacker. I understand that is an extremely long time to go MIA and leave you hanging, but it happens sometimes. I'll try to catch you up the best I can and not let it happen again. <br /><br />
When I last posted, I was getting ready to go for my second tattooing. Well, I ended up needing a total of 3 tattoo sessions before everything matched, but I am now very happy with my results. My aesthetician did an amazing job. <br /><br />
My third tattooing was closely followed by the revision of my back scar, which also went well. It was an easy, breezy surgery and recovery that required zero drains. Anyone who knows me, knows that drains are a big deal for me. After having complications in previous surgeries and requiring those evil, little things way longer than normal, I think I am slightly traumatized. Seriously, the very first thing that I ask when I wake up in recovery is "Do I have any drains?" I believe I even argued with a nurse once in my groggy, confused state that she was mistaken and even though she told me I didn't have any drains and I really didn't, she was wrong and I know I have a drain! Turns out, it was just a cord going to my blood pressure cuff or something that I confused for a drain!! lol I told you, I HATE drains!!! But like I said, I came out of that surgery with no drains, which was a nice way to end my reconstruction journey on a positive note.<br /><br />
Did you catch what I said?! <br /><br />
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Well, unless something comes up or I decide to have some kind of revision in the future, but for now, I AM DONE!!!! <br /><br />
My plastic surgeon did an excellent job and I have great results that I am extremely happy with, but it is still going to take some time to finish healing emotionally. It has been hard for me to embrace the fact that my body is never going to be the same. <br /><br />
I am forever going to be scarred, front and back. <br /><br />
Don't get me wrong, most days I am okay. Some days, I even forget that I had cancer, which I never thought would happen. But there are other days that I need reminded that because I have those scars, I am alive. It's a process, apparently a long one, but enough of that. Let's get back to my updating.<br /><br />
When I last posted I had announced that my sister was going to have a baby. As it turned out, she went to her first OB appointment and found out that her baby had died. We were all so devastated. Even though she wasn't very far along, we loved that baby already. We take comfort in the fact that we will some day get to meet him or her in heaven, but it still hurts. The fact that our loves ones are in a better place than we are, doesn't make us stop missing them. <br /><br />
Aunt Beth loves you baby bean. xoxo<br /><br />
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Marie had something called <a href="http://ghr.nlm.nih.gov/condition/li-fraumeni-syndrome">Li-Fraumeni syndrome</a>, which is a rare disorder that is hereditary and greatly increases the risk of developing several types of cancer, particularly in children and young adults. She battled breast cancer, only to turn around and be diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer.<br /><br />
I can still remember her phone call. She was letting me know that she was thinking about my kids and I, hoping we were all doing well, and then kinda as an after thought mentioned what her diagnosis was. Who does that?! The answer is Marie. Marie did that. When anyone else probably would've been a blubbering mess, she simply asked that I please pray for her. She always put others above herself and I am truly changed because I knew her. <br /><br />
A mutual friend, Carrie and I went to her viewing that was held in New York, so we could say our final goodbyes. That was absolutely the hardest thing I have ever done. She was so young and newly married. She should've had many more years to live. I still can't believe she is gone. <br /><br />
Marie, I love you and miss you like crazy! xoxo, quack, quack!<br /><br />
This year's LBBC conference will be held in a few weeks and the closer it gets, the more my heart aches. I can't imagine being there and not getting to see Marie, Angie, and Catherine. These are all girls that I looked forward to seeing each year and last year's conference was the last time I got to see them, talk and laugh with them, and hug them. It won't be the same without them.<br /><br />
Marie <br /><br />
March 31, 1977 - December 19, 2011<br /><br />
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Angie<br /><br />
(pictured in the middle)<br /><br />
January 16, 1980 - May 29, 2012<br /><br />
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Catherine<br /><br />
March 31, 1981 - February 16, 2012<br /><br />
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I miss you girls so much!<br /><br />
Now that I've thoroughly depressed everyone, I will leave you on a happy note. I am going to renew my CPR and take a RN refresher course. It is 120 hours of clinical and 60 hours of online lecture. Once I am done I will be on a mission to get a job and shut my husband up! lol Plus, I feel like that will be my way of sticking it to cancer. It has kept me from getting a job long enough. I am going to dust off my RN license, overcome my fears, and do this. Wish me luck. Class starts October 16th. <br /><br />
There are lots of other things that have happened in the time that I have been MIA, but I'll save it for next time. I hope everyone is doing well. I'll check in again soon. <br /><br />
xoxoBethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com73tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-1395934104017813732011-11-16T12:29:00.003-05:002011-11-16T12:38:26.288-05:00I have a couple dates....with my plastic surgeon that is! lol<br /><br />Tomorrow I go for my second areola tattooing session. Hopefully that will be all that needs done with those for a while. Cross your fingers!<br /><br />December 20th, I am having the scar on my back (where they took skin and muscle for my reconstruction) revised. When I had complications and the incision broke open my plastic surgeon had to do stitches on the outside. That makes the scar not look as pretty, so she is going to work on that. Surgery should be a breeze. Can't even believe I am going to say this, but after that I think my reconstruction will be DONE!!!! What a long road it has been!<br /><br />Oh and I'm not sure if I've ever mentioned it on here, but my sister, Erika and I always seem to have doctor's appointments and surgeries on the same day. Well Dec. 20th is no different. She has an appointment with an OB/GYN for a 10 week pregnancy appointment!!!!!!! That's right, my baby sister is having a baby!!!!!! I am so happy for her!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-2249519062705137152011-10-11T19:39:00.002-04:002011-10-11T19:47:03.104-04:00Giveaway winner!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi72hMuG-NlY8A_905WG0PrgJlRy69bUh-JrIQNf75pyw9O7G9yi0qo1C46eq5UIGZaAUgwRDFVV1YUuEVnUc_-kBu0Uo38lXprJrv0Icp09MNrIsYcsH9Qpb-QwYMXJe8_nqlWevQvNcg/s1600/imagine+a+world+without+cancer.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi72hMuG-NlY8A_905WG0PrgJlRy69bUh-JrIQNf75pyw9O7G9yi0qo1C46eq5UIGZaAUgwRDFVV1YUuEVnUc_-kBu0Uo38lXprJrv0Icp09MNrIsYcsH9Qpb-QwYMXJe8_nqlWevQvNcg/s320/imagine+a+world+without+cancer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662384845084632306" /></a><br />And the winner is.........<br /><br /><blockquote><span style="font-weight:bold;">1 <br /><br />Random numbers generated Oct 11 2011 at 19:40:38 by www.psychicscience.org <br />Free educational resources for parapsychology, psychical research & mind magic.</span></blockquote><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Kathy!!</span><br /><br />Thanks so much for entering!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-70828676934549942892011-10-05T14:56:00.005-04:002011-10-05T15:15:24.530-04:00I wonder....would an apple a day keep my doctors away?! lol<br /><br /><p><a href="http://www.desicomments.com/"><img src="http://www.desicomments.com/dc1/05/106762/1067621.jpg" alt="Take Care" /></a></p><a href="http://www.desicomments.com/"></a> <a href="http://www.desicomments.com/desi/take-care/"></a> <a href="http://www.desicomments.com/take-care/an-apple-a-day-keeps-the-doctor-away-2/"></a><br /><br />I had my 3 month checkup with my oncologist this morning. He went over my scans results with me. My brain MRI showed sinusitis and my CT scan showed I have cyst on my left ovary. I'll have to follow up on that one with my gyne, but I do know that studies have shown that Tamoxifen can cause ovarian cysts.<br /><br />A study I found in the Oxford Journals (http://jjco.oxfordjournals.org/content/35/10/607.full)states...<br /><blockquote>Patients still having a menstrual cycle during tamoxifen had high risk (58.33%) of developing ovarian cysts. We have described an association between pre-menopausal patients using tamoxifen with high E2 level and ovarian cyst enlargement. </blockquote> <br /><br />So I guess I fall into that lucky group! Par for the course. lol<br /><br />Other than that, everything looks good. He isn't really worried about whatever it was that disappear from my left eye. PHEW!! I go back for blood work and a check up in 3 months.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-27394156302072728692011-10-04T00:01:00.000-04:002011-10-04T00:01:00.531-04:00It is that time of year again…(in my best announcer voice)…<br /><br />BREAST CANCER AWARENESS MONTH!!!! <br /><br />Everywhere you turn, you see that pink ribbon. It pops up on everything from cartons of eggs to toilet paper, but do you think people are really aware? I don’t. <br /><br />Before being diagnosed, I was a happy, 28 year old, mother of two and nursing student. The last thing I thought about was breast cancer. Yeah, I saw the pink ribbons and knew what they stood for, but it didn’t mean anything to me.<br /><br />When my husband found a lump in my breast, I knew that I should get it checked, but I decided I didn't have the time. Three months later, just after graduation, I finally made an appointment, because the lump was getting bigger. Although my doctor felt it was probably nothing, he sent me for testing. Those tests revealed that I had a 6 cm tumor in my left breast that was Infiltrating Ductal Carcinoma. I had breast cancer at the age of 29!!<br /><br />Now at age 32, I have made it through chemo, having both of my breasts removed, radiation, and breast reconstruction. Yeah, my breasts are fake, I have scars front and back, but I AM ALIVE!!! <br /><br />Knowing that I am one of the lucky ones, who are still surviving, I try to do my part to open the eyes of as many people as I can. Everyone needs to know that (according to the Young Survival Coalition) there are more than 250,000 women living in the U.S. who were diagnosed with breast cancer at the age of 40 or under, and approximately 10,000 young women will be diagnosed in the next year. Breast cancer is also the leading cause of cancer death in women ages 15 to 54. <br /><br /> <iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GDzr4_W9KIM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br />Not only do we need to spread awareness that this disease is affecting so many young women, but we also need to raise money. Let’s face it, without money for research, how can we find a cure? My Relay for Life team, Beth’s Believers, raises money all year long for the American Cancer Society, but research is expensive and everyone needs to do their part.<br /><br />Save the ta-tas (www.savethetatas.com) commits 5% of every sale to the Save the ta-tas Foundation and many of their authorized retailers participate in their donation matching program. From 2004-2010, they have donated roughly 50% of their profits. These funds are then used to support independent scientific research. How awesome is that?!<br /><br />One of the gifts I received when I was first diagnosed was a Save the Tatas car magnet. I loved it so much, that when that one became sun bleached, I ordered another one for myself and one for my husband. Everyone who saw it liked it. Eventually one person liked it so much; they decided to steal it from my car!!! <br /><br />Seriously, you don’t have to steal; you can buy one for yourself!!!!!! <br /><br />My new favorite item that they have available is a shirt that says “Imagine a World without Cancer.<br /><br />Save the tatas has been nice enough to provide this shirt for one of my lucky readers. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXDVxai49aVrnc0_m6NVLENGpSBkkOJj_RWGqp221GN_rDZMTbGgda8xeOUdU3UaY9HvPh4FqT86Z45yU5ZmzWXvTMMQARHkzz_nsiMHs6lPorC8xumZ77Jp6rdgAGBFZJ-2hen2ZJno/s1600/imagine+a+world+without+cancer.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsXDVxai49aVrnc0_m6NVLENGpSBkkOJj_RWGqp221GN_rDZMTbGgda8xeOUdU3UaY9HvPh4FqT86Z45yU5ZmzWXvTMMQARHkzz_nsiMHs6lPorC8xumZ77Jp6rdgAGBFZJ-2hen2ZJno/s320/imagine+a+world+without+cancer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654859083270995890" /></a><br /> <br /><br />TO ENTER THIS GIVEAWAY…<br /><br />1. Become a follower of my blog (on the right side of the page).<br />2. Leave a comment on this blog entry that includes your shirt size and an email address where you can be contacted. (ONLY ONE COMMENT PER PERSON)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />The winner will be chosen one week from today.<br /><br />GOOD LUCK!!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-80928853365023790242011-09-29T09:10:00.003-04:002011-09-29T09:13:40.331-04:00ALL CLEAR!!!Monday I had my surgery and everything went well. Yesterday my gynecologist called to tell me he had gotten back the OR pathology report already and everything looked good! Phew, what a relief! I go back for a follow-up appointment in 4 weeks.<br /><br />Tomorrow I leave for the LBBC conference in Philly. This will be my third year attending and I cannot wait to see my girls! I'll post pictures when I get back.<br /><br />Have a good weekend!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-62056287971968418762011-09-24T23:09:00.004-04:002011-09-24T23:20:11.536-04:00Paranoia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOxrLJ2nOit3P9dB7XRfhGXW3JVu6yGVSMervA74wBdysk-RsHErVoY0a1ulohSkCcZ_IBACdANULBt7BLg1TuX-ohIGJkEiUQFUjfXlOZUtCct0754iJySIQYoM6tu-cY82HeJbX0hKY/s1600/paranoia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOxrLJ2nOit3P9dB7XRfhGXW3JVu6yGVSMervA74wBdysk-RsHErVoY0a1ulohSkCcZ_IBACdANULBt7BLg1TuX-ohIGJkEiUQFUjfXlOZUtCct0754iJySIQYoM6tu-cY82HeJbX0hKY/s320/paranoia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656131506049395074" /></a><br />This poem sums up exactly how life after cancer has been for me......<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Paranoia<br />© Copyright by Linda Nielsen<br /><br />I know I have aches and pains, I've had them both for years.<br />But now each brings a panic, and a fresh new set of fears.<br /><br />If I even feel a tiny bump no matter of its size,<br />I feel my cancer has come back, to claim another prize.<br /><br />Fear is with me all the time, it haunts me night and day.<br />To think this batch of cells gone wrong, just yet might get their way.<br /><br />The doctors nod when I dash in, and send me on my way.<br />Assuring me that once again, I'm really here to stay.<br /><br />For in a car I could crash, or get stung by a killer bee.<br />Maybe take a header down some stairs, this all could happen to me.<br /><br />I have to learn that dangers lurk, and recurrence is but one.<br />But not worrying over trivial things, is easier said than done.<br /><br />Having lived through such a scare, it's hard NOT to be afraid.<br />For if they'd only say I'm cured, I'd really have it made.<br /><br />I know in time this will subside, my worries should be less.<br />Life for me will once again, be filled with happiness<br /><br />Linda Nielsen<br /></span>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-20073983459886392312011-09-20T17:14:00.005-04:002011-09-20T20:59:42.440-04:00Stupid Cervix!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOqDeSDbYsb0PIe460L5WDWDFN70CI1yezlPz-dBHUW8cWWferw58KuogO9G5IHZAglF-A6s4Ti09Dywsa_ccbh24uZgzqYTYF6FrBOBOdUyVkz6S7LYiIeDaOFFnGOOlTB6HMdSikSek/s1600/cervix.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 249px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOqDeSDbYsb0PIe460L5WDWDFN70CI1yezlPz-dBHUW8cWWferw58KuogO9G5IHZAglF-A6s4Ti09Dywsa_ccbh24uZgzqYTYF6FrBOBOdUyVkz6S7LYiIeDaOFFnGOOlTB6HMdSikSek/s320/cervix.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654610570963333698" /></a><br /><br />So, remember how I had that cervical cone biopsy back in 2009 for carcinoma in situ? Well ever since, the scar tissue that resulted from that procedure has caused problems. Every time I go for a pap smear, my doctor is unable to get an adequate sample of endocervical cells. More often than not, they are not present on the pathology report, so I am having surgery done on Monday to make sure we've not been missing anything. My doctor is doing a <a href="http://emedicine.medscape.com/article/267021-overview">hysteroscopy</a> and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dilation_and_curettage">D&C</a>, which will be a breeze. I'm just happy it is finally getting done. I don't want to take a chance, considering I haven't had the hysterectomy they've been telling me to have done for the last 2 years. Cross your fingers that the pathology comes back good!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-8329436217606860372011-09-19T08:29:00.002-04:002011-09-19T08:43:50.033-04:00WICKED!!!!!I got to cross another item off of my bucket list last night! Jeff and I went to see the musical, Wicked. It was absolutely AMAZING!!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDW_2vP4y4Y_qvOA31ZmS5RT55bAzakTcfalCnCAWa8ohHxk2kk8zzg_GdMOqiLq9rvGZTTPpVJcxWI3JEgMCG0x4kMZejd8AqPZzE7vnhlOJLxe72RaLbGgcDKvnt6Bf_jBMvOAJnFY/s1600/IMG_5081.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYDW_2vP4y4Y_qvOA31ZmS5RT55bAzakTcfalCnCAWa8ohHxk2kk8zzg_GdMOqiLq9rvGZTTPpVJcxWI3JEgMCG0x4kMZejd8AqPZzE7vnhlOJLxe72RaLbGgcDKvnt6Bf_jBMvOAJnFY/s320/IMG_5081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654049091395556338" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcwLT8yJZytpKiJ1tak2Xjg7lXyC1n2_cMUgHfez0fPwsNhGbq4JlmlSTKusz4-1To5B4QFsvI3wddiKXR7zuixSft8_TP72i_RG9lMwb_p1UPpvdbvdnKXFbTUw_CJ-edjlPNJMp-upo/s1600/IMG_5082.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcwLT8yJZytpKiJ1tak2Xjg7lXyC1n2_cMUgHfez0fPwsNhGbq4JlmlSTKusz4-1To5B4QFsvI3wddiKXR7zuixSft8_TP72i_RG9lMwb_p1UPpvdbvdnKXFbTUw_CJ-edjlPNJMp-upo/s320/IMG_5082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654049087720882258" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTaxVjqq8Mm-zH1CV0uHXxcmi51CsqxGgQYucf522Wi9o4DfLnucrjitcGccjJ5uqXbJG7QMx0dNE2BgXRgqdklOGJSniQLaSNBnL3H-W_cfc4abSiryJdXuq6pP6WXStBxUxHhkfLwM/s1600/IMG_5083.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjTaxVjqq8Mm-zH1CV0uHXxcmi51CsqxGgQYucf522Wi9o4DfLnucrjitcGccjJ5uqXbJG7QMx0dNE2BgXRgqdklOGJSniQLaSNBnL3H-W_cfc4abSiryJdXuq6pP6WXStBxUxHhkfLwM/s320/IMG_5083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654049065360970034" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />As soon as they started to sing "For Good" I immediately thought of Lisa Collins and tears started streaming down my cheeks. I miss her so much.<br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uzrGFQysfYU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-85362399740408596912011-09-08T15:50:00.003-04:002011-09-11T19:51:15.712-04:00Big day for my family!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrKlXcHC3LmbxrKawKY_Elbx-dcPDpJnPCg46q99q1EobErqpUxccjBLP1o1F_wJMGMQ5dPg_fgD-bwNcHbE371173mylvdyFPjk0mVqmxz-uUsxDvyNoif_XJ8jewswaDEMAcefH6EM/s1600/170px-Tattoo_artist_with_latex_gloves.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 255px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwrKlXcHC3LmbxrKawKY_Elbx-dcPDpJnPCg46q99q1EobErqpUxccjBLP1o1F_wJMGMQ5dPg_fgD-bwNcHbE371173mylvdyFPjk0mVqmxz-uUsxDvyNoif_XJ8jewswaDEMAcefH6EM/s320/170px-Tattoo_artist_with_latex_gloves.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650078699899920018" /></a>Today was my appointment to get my aerolas tattooed on. The aesthetician said the appointment would probably take about 2 1/2 hours, but it ended up taking 3 hours. The first part was signing consent, picking out size, and color. That may not sound hard, but it really is! I was happy to have my friend, Jenn with me, so she could put her two cents in. So once we got the size and color picked, she determined that I would need a local anesthetic (lidocaine) to numb the area on only one side. Turns out I have more feeling than I thought! My plastic surgeon came in to give the injection and then the aesthetician started the tattooing. It wasn't too bad, even on the side that wasn't given the injection. The color and size seems good, so I'm happy. I go back in 8 weeks and we can determine if they need done again. At that time I am also getting a complimentary hour long facial, which I think is wonderful!<br /><br />While I was getting my tattoos, my sister Erika was in Virginia getting her prosthetic ear. Here is a video that shows Bob Barron's work. It is amazing! <a href="http://www.prosthesis.com/video.htm">http://www.prosthesis.com/video.htm</a><br /><br />You can't even tell that her ear isn't real! I'm so happy for her!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyv2WbhyHeR0-6Xi9N7yIiCzQG2_AfVsTc0A5x2gfRW0BuNK_TSi5r3qaW47UnH3Jpd_qvW3-IojOgzrOiBKoXY9Wvcf00xmItmr94Sod4MNle9piHZzTiRLPXbauPgH87rk-AgcRorI0/s1600/310616_10150428353024688_601884687_10874731_896740421_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyv2WbhyHeR0-6Xi9N7yIiCzQG2_AfVsTc0A5x2gfRW0BuNK_TSi5r3qaW47UnH3Jpd_qvW3-IojOgzrOiBKoXY9Wvcf00xmItmr94Sod4MNle9piHZzTiRLPXbauPgH87rk-AgcRorI0/s320/310616_10150428353024688_601884687_10874731_896740421_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650079229182950386" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Slowly, but surely, Erika and I are getting though this crap!!!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-81616711722770049002011-09-05T11:49:00.005-04:002011-09-05T11:58:56.731-04:00CANCER SUCKS!!!I'm kicking off my 2012 Relay for Life fundraising to get everyone ready for October, which is Breast Cancer Awareness month.
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CANCER SUCKS HOODED SWEATSHIRTS</span>
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<br />$45 Shipped in the US
<br />$40 If picked up
<br />They are available in the following colors and sizes....
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">SMALL-</span> Black, Deep Coral, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Sport Grey
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">MEDIUM-</span> Black, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Sport Grey
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">LARGE-</span> Black, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Sport Grey
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XL-</span> Black, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Sport Grey
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XXL-</span> Black, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Sport Grey
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XXXL-</span> Black, Sport Grey
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CANCER SUCKS T-SHIRTS</span> (Back by popular demand!)
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<br />$25 Shipped in the US
<br />$20 If Picked up
<br />They are available in the following colors and sizes....
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">SMALL-</span> Tangerine, Sport Grey, Hot Pink, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">MEDIUM-</span> Tangerine, Sport Grey, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">LARGE- </span>Tangerine, Sport Grey, Hot Pink, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XL- </span>Tangerine, Sport Grey, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XXL-</span> Periwinkle, Tangerine, Sport Grey, Hot Pink, Light Pink, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">XXXL- </span>Sport Grey, Navy Blue, Lime Green, and Black
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">CANCER SUCKS WINDOW CLINGS</span>
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<br />$6 Shipped in the US
<br />$5 If Picked up
<br />Available in Blue or Pink
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<br />If you are interested in purchasing anything, please message me (Beth Brown Gibbons) the following information...
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<br />ITEM(S), COLOR, AND SIZE DESIRED
<br />YOUR ADDRESS IF BEING SHIPPED
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<br />Payment can be made to BGibbo7@aol.com using PAYPAL. You do not need an account to use this site. Simply go to www.paypal.com, click on SEND MONEY and follow the instructions.
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<br />Make sure you invite your friends to check out this fundraiser on Facebook (Link below). THANK YOU!!!
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<br />Since I am taking Tamoxifen, it may have been metastatic breast cancer that responded to the treatment (which is good for a bad scenario). He said I should have scans and blood work done to see if there is cancer elsewhere in my body. It is uncommon for breast cancer to spread to the eye and more common for it to go to the liver and bone. He ordered the blood work to check my liver function and some other stuff, but I need to talk to my oncologist to see about scans.
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<br />All day yesterday, before and after the Britney Spears concert, I kept randomly breaking down and crying. If I get more bad news you might as well point me in the direction of the nearest tall building.
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<br />If all the tests come back normal then I will go back in 6 months to have both eyes dilated and examined.Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-25205917540882524032011-08-19T16:32:00.001-04:002011-08-29T13:39:51.900-04:00RAH, RAH, RAH!!!I don't think I've mentioned this yet, but I am assistant coach for Camille's 9-10 year old cheerleading squad. We have the biggest squad, but the girls are great. I am having so much fun with it!
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<br />Make sure you guys put all this volunteer stuff in my obituary when the time comes! lol Sorry, I know people don't like it when I talk like that, but I feel like I'm actually accomplishing something with my life the more I get involved with things. Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-59926569280525935822011-08-16T17:26:00.005-04:002011-08-29T13:51:12.078-04:00Kadie's viewing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxC2g96FXmYd9msEJ0U4JvyulR_aMApvB2ML9tPYChLzjleprJauMiRZlAy1Bvl50UIIOEa6oJnYr4W9ihGYwuYbHE72N4sLc7CO1IpHu_ppyHhQ6ERntVq8FP6vUqq_ypWVq9XI4-jc/s1600/262888_2197032678657_1032445125_2572957_1932755_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxC2g96FXmYd9msEJ0U4JvyulR_aMApvB2ML9tPYChLzjleprJauMiRZlAy1Bvl50UIIOEa6oJnYr4W9ihGYwuYbHE72N4sLc7CO1IpHu_ppyHhQ6ERntVq8FP6vUqq_ypWVq9XI4-jc/s320/262888_2197032678657_1032445125_2572957_1932755_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646334569814327282" /></a>
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<br />Today was Kadie's viewing. In general, I don't handle death, viewings, or funerals well, but seeing that tiny casket was so hard. It isn't fair. She should still be here with her sisters and parents. She looked so peaceful and I know she isn't suffering any more, but my heart still breaks. I'm honored to have met her.
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<br /><blockquote>Kadence "Kadie" Louise Stonebraker, 4, Decker's Point, died Saturday, Aug. 13, 2011, at her home surrounded by her family.
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<br />The daughter of Jacob P. and Sarah L. (Yeomans) Stonebraker, she was born March 14, 2007, in Indiana.
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<br />Kadie greatly enjoyed attending Junior Church at the Bible Baptist Church located near Clymer.
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<br />A huge fan of Taylor Swift, Kadie loved the country music singer and her music. Kadie was able to attend two Taylor Swift concerts and was thrilled to receive a package of Taylor Swift items, including some autographed memorabilia, directly from the country singer's management team.
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<br />Kadie is survived by her parents, Jake and Sarah Stonebraker; her two sisters, Gracie Stonebraker, age 5, and JoJo Stonebraker, age 2, all at home in Decker's Point; paternal grandparents, Paul and Kathy Stonebraker of Decker's Point; and maternal grandparents, Daryl and Linda Yeomans of Rural Valley, and Dave and Emma Adams of Creekside.
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<br />Friends will be received from 2 to 4 and 7 to 9 p.m. Tuesday, Aug. 16, 2011, at the Rairigh Funeral Home, Ltd. in Hillsdale.
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<br />In lieu of flowers, Kadie's family would appreciate memorial contributions be forwarded to the Junior Church in care of the Bible Baptist Church, 6280 Route 286 Hwy East, Indiana, Pa. 15701.</blockquote>Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-48086502818430118752011-08-13T13:15:00.001-04:002011-08-29T13:21:50.056-04:00Rest in Peace Kadie!My heart breaks as I type this out, but sweet, 4 year old Kadie Stonebraker passed away this morning. Please keep her family in your thoughts in prayers.
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<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Kadence Louise Stonebraker
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<br />WE NEED A CURE NOW!!!!!Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-4751893691542703312011-07-14T13:43:00.001-04:002011-08-29T13:45:29.713-04:00Britney, here I come!!!!!I am going to see Britney Spears and DJ Pauly D with a group of girls August 19th! Soooooo excited!!!!!
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<br />Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-40019820964506134032011-07-11T12:54:00.002-04:002011-08-29T13:00:08.013-04:00Happy Birthday Camille and Mom!Today is Camille's 9th Birthday!
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<br />Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-19696674036972531382011-07-10T12:05:00.003-04:002011-08-29T14:13:23.270-04:00Happy 30th Aaron!!!When I first moved out, Jeff and I rented my friend's mom's basement. They became family to us. Well my "little brother" just turned 30 and his wife through him a party. It was so nice getting to see everyone I hadn't seen in years!
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<br />My friend from high school, Mike.
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<br />Birch and I rode the same bus.
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<br />My sister, Erika and I.
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<br />Wolfie, me, and Mike.
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<br />Jim dated my best friend, Jen back in the day.
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<br />me and the Sweeney brothers
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<br />Aaron's wife Crystal and I
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<br />Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-81212919305746316072011-06-29T22:00:00.002-04:002011-08-29T12:04:35.554-04:0010 Year Wedding Anniversary!
<br />10 years ago today, I married my first love. Who would've thought we would still be standing after everything life has thrown at us.
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<br />Love you Jeffrey Scott!
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<br />Bethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01525080546774114895noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6442283770641878977.post-12956120122563762592011-06-16T11:48:00.001-04:002011-08-29T11:57:40.013-04:00NKOTBSB Concert!!!!!Jenn and I were deprived as teenagers and not allowed to see the New Kids on the Block, which was the most popular boy band at the time. Soooooo, we went went as adults to the New Kids on the Block, Backstreet Boys concert!! Sooooo much fun!!!
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