A year ago today, around this time I was sitting in our living room watching the show Big Brother. I had been having a constant headache for days that nearly became unbearable. I was really jaundice (yellow skin), light headed and had suddenly spiked a fever. I generally don’t run fevers, so I knew something wasn’t right. With an appointment with my primary care doctor scheduled for the next day, I was planning on waiting until then to be examined, but when my temperature began to rise, I told my mom I couldn’t wait. I had to go the ER.
In the days leading up to that night, I never once thought cancer was even a possibility until I was saying my goodbyes to my mom and siblings before heading to the hospital. I began to get scared and anxious. When dad & I arrived at the ER we checked in and went to the room. Tons of questions were asked about what had been going on and labs were drawn. The time between getting labs drawn and getting the results seemed to go by so fast. My hemoglobin was 5.5, and the rest of my labs were all out of wak. IT WAS BACK! THE CANCER WAS BACK! I remember not crying that night because I knew I was going to be okay. God just wasn’t finished with me yet. 🧡 A year later and He still isn’t! This past year has been way different than my last fight. I have learned that I have a voice in my medical decisions and am NOT afraid to tell my medical team what I want. I’m living life on my terms despite this dreaded disease and NO one is going to get in the way of that! 😊
Picture: Our family friend, Ms Evy the morning after. You can really see how jaundice I was.