On Sunday, January 4th, 2015, we lost Stuart Scott of ESPN fame to a rare type of cancer – appendiceal or appendix cancer. He was only 49. Stuart never gave up fighting after his initial cancer diagnosis in 2007 and two recurrences. He didn’t often mention his type of cancer but he briefly referenced it in an interview with Men’s Health magazine. Before Stuart Scott, I was aware of only one other celebrity, Audrey Hepburn, who battled with appendix cancer. Continue reading
My mom and I just got back from MD Anderson Cancer Center last night after our 4-month check-ups. Good news – my scans look clean again and my tumor markers are in normal range! My non-mucinous colonic-type appendiceal adenocarninoma is still outta here. My mom’s very slow-growing low-grade B-cell follicular lymphoma is stable with no progression so there is no need for treatment yet. Great news for both of us! Continue reading
Amazed, grateful and humbled are all words I used to describe my feelings after my November 30, 2010 surgery to remove the remains of my second non-mucinous colonic-type appendiceal adenocarcinoma tumor. After this debulking surgery, I had no evidence of disease (NED) and a new chance at life. As I mentioned in my last post, I am grateful for enjoying my first cancer-free year as of November 30, 2011. So much to be thankful for, right?
But then I was blindsided by overwhelming feelings of sadness, anxiety, pain and loneliness shortly after this first anniversary date. I cried at the drop of a hat, wasn’t able to get anything ready for Christmas, and barely made it to my daughter’s piano recital for our duet. To top it off, I couldn’t even go with the family to pick out the Christmas tree. Instead, I was crying on the couch and feeling overwhelmed. Craziness!
The fact that I had a very brief breast cancer scare on the first anniversary of my life-changing surgery probably started the cascade of emotions that I was going to feel over the next month. Then a couple of appendix cancer folks passed away. And then, ironically, I learned that the one-year anniversary was probably the main culprit. I know the anniversary of a loved one’s death can be very difficult. But the first anniversary of my renewed chance at life? What was there to be sad about?