Top 15 of Chemo Blogs on the Web

ChemoBlogAward

I am honored to announce that denise4health and http://www.hellocourage.com have been named #3 of the Top 15 Chemo Blogs on the Planet by Feedspot.  http://blog.feedspot.com/chemo_blogs/

The criteria for these awards are:

These blogs are ranked based on following criteria

  • Google reputation and Google search ranking
  • Influence and popularity on Facebook, twitter and other social media sites
  • Quality and consistency of posts.
  • Feedspot’s editorial team and expert review

Thank you to all of my readers and dedicated followers for making this award possible. God makes good out of much suffering.  As many of you know myself, my mom and sister were all diagnosed with breast cancer within 3 years!   I’ve tried my best to turn it into something positive to help others!

My best!!

Denise McCroskey

http://www.denise4health.info

http://www.hellocourage.com

Cancer Survivor Guilt

If you are a Cancer Survivor, chances are you have experienced these feelings. I never realized exactly what I was feeling until recently, five years out from surviving Stage 3 Breast Cancer.

Marcy worked at my local library. Marcy was an amazing woman, wife, mother, grandmother who gave her all to her patrons. She was the type of woman who reserved books for you because she knew your reading habits. When people walked into the library and saw Marcy, they lit up. Marcy made everyone feel special and like they were the only person that ever visited a very busy library. When I was diagnosed with breast cancer, Marcy sent me cards. When my mom was diagnosed with breast cancer, Marcy sent me cards. Then when my sister was diagnosed with breast cancer, Marcy sent more cards! Every time
I visited the library, it was like old home week, and Marcy always inquired about my health, and that of my mom and sister. She would tell me stories of other customers who were survivors ALWAYS said in a way to give me hope and encouragement.

On a recent Sunday, I was shocked and stunned to see Marcy’s face above an obituary with her name on it. Marcy was in her 60s but looked like her 50s. She was always healthy, never missed a day of work and didn’t get sick. When I found out Marcy was diagnosed with a rather rare cancer and died within two weeks of diagnosis, I felt more than just grief. I felt terrible guilt that I had survived and Marcy did not. I had no chance to send her cards and give her comfort as she had given me. Marcy did not even have a chance to survive and fight cancer.

Those feelings were and are very real, but once I examined them, I realized that quite often I felt those same guilt feelings especially every time I hear of a woman who dies of breast cancer. Finally, I decided to google it, and sure enough, it is a common and often lasting side effect of cancer survivors.

Now I am trying to transform those guilt feelings into even more action. Those guilt feelings are a constant reminder to make every moment of my life count.

One way I strive to make my life count is my online store, http://www.hellocourage.com
to bring hope and encouragement to men and women battling cancer.

Turn any guilt feelings you might have into a positive! IT HELPS!

This article from Memorial Sloan Kettering Hospital is worth the read as it outlines these feelings and ways to transform and deal with them:

https://www.mskcc.org/blog/guilt-lasting-side-effect-cancer-survivors

Diep Flap Reconstructive Surgery Decision and the Recovery Process

This blog post is written by my sister, Diann, who had a double mastectomy with Diep Flap on October 27, 2016.  She is still recovering and has written this to help women decide if they want to proceed with Diep Flap reconstructive surgery after Breast Cancer.

My cancer journey began in February 2015 being diagnosed with Stage 3C Invasive Ductal Carcinoma (ER+ PR+ HER2-). I had a lumpectomy, 27 lymph nodes removed, 16 rounds of chemo, 32 radiation treatments, and genetic testing that uncovered a CHK2 mutation. The recommendation — Double mastectomy after waiting 1 year for my body to recover from chemo.

I knew a double mastectomy was right for me because the constant worry that the cancer was in my breast tissue was too great. I was anxiety-ridden all the time. It was at my first mammogram after my lumpectomy that I decided no breast was worth what I was feeling. By the time the second mammogram came around, I knew I needed to have the surgery. So one year and one week from chemo ending, I had surgery.

Making the Decision for Diep Flap

I first needed to decide if reconstruction was right for me. And for me it was. My first thoughts were slap in a couple of implants and be done. But it’s not that easy. Because I had extensive radiation to my left breast, expanding the skin was not able to be done. Diep flap surgery was recommended to me. I made an informed decision but still did not have a clue what really faced me.

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My well respected breast surgeon at the University of Michigan is Dr. Jacqueline Jeruss. She told me straight up that Diep Flap is a grueling surgery and even more difficult recovery period. But, she told me I was a good candidate.  Also she informed me that long term, woman are happy with this decision. However, that being said, Dr. Jeruss told me to really think about it before making any decisions.

I also did my homework on plastic surgeons. I consulted with two in the same office at the University of Michigan. I chose Dr. Adeyiza Momoh because of his extensive knowledge in breast reconstruction, his explanation of the procedure, and basically my gut instincts. He explained the risks. He gave me statistics. He offered me two options. When I mentioned to him that my breast surgeon warned me about the difficulty of this surgery, he responded “It is a difficult surgery, but I’m working on skin and tissue, not your brain or your heart”. This put me more at ease, and I made my final decision to have diep flap surgery.

Here is a short video with Dr. Momoh which explains what women need to consider before breast reconstructive surgery:

Surgery day came and my surgery was 9 hours. (Some surgeries can last 12 or more hours.) Dr. Jeruss worked on removing my breasts while simultaneously Dr. Mohmoh and his team do the abdominal surgery where you are cut hip to hip.  Then that fat and skin is transplanted to the breast area.  When I woke up, I did not have any pain. I remember being in a room and the recovery room nurses talking with me.

Then those nurses started to whisper, and not long after I was whisked back into surgery because I developed a complication which Dr. Mohmoh had warned me could happen. I had a blood clot in the vein attaching the flap to my breast.  They had to do another 3 hour surgery as the medical team was called back at midnight.

That night is a blur of my sleeping and nurses and surgeons checking on me a lot. The following day was touch and go for the blood flow to this flap. The machine I was hooked to was setting off a very loud alarm every 3 minutes. That could not be turned off. This was stressful, not only for me but for the nurses, the residents on duty in Plastics, and my good friend Cheryl (also a breast cancer survivor) who stayed at my bedside for many nights.

My mom and sister sat next to the machine hitting the button to turn it off. The nurse kept paging the residents, they would check me, take pictures of my breast for the “big boss” and we continued this process for another 24 hours. Those dedicated residents did not get any sleep that night!  My true thoughts were if I needed another surgery, I didn’t think I would live. I was severely drained and exhausted.

Pain was controlled at all times. I had a morphine pump, and if I pressed it, I was out sleeping. And since surgery might  looming again, I could not eat nor drink – only ice chips until the FOURTH day because it was touch and go if that flap was going to take.  THEN finally the medical staff told me they thought blood flow was stable, and I could eat. The best food I ever ate was that half of egg salad sandwich and grapes which really helped to perk me up!

At this point things started moving forward. The catheter was removed, and it was time to get up and walk. Not easy, but doable. Pain was always controlled, and if I needed help, the nurses responded to me immediately. My first cough sent my stomach soaring into pain, but got easier after that first cough. And then there was waiting for the pathology results. Anyone who has had tests understands this wait. The call came and when they said the word “benign” from the removed breast tissue, I cried for an hour.

After nearly a week in the hospital, I was more than ready to go home. But I will tell you going home was challenging. Help was “needed!” I stayed in a La-Z-Boy for 2 weeks night and day. Couldn’t do much more than sit, sleep, go to bathroom, and sleep some more. If you are thinking about having this surgery, consider lining someone up to help you for 2 weeks. You can always ask them to leave.

Also, Dr. Mohmoh ordered visiting nurses to come to my house 3 times per week for 3 weeks.  This was more than helpful because I had no idea what to look for or when to contact the doctor.  My recommendation would be to check with your insurance company and doctor if this is something that can be ordered.  It is a GREAT help!

I developed blisters on the lower breast (radiation side). I was given prescription ointment Silvadine to put on these blisters  two times per day. These blisters turn into what they call eschars (basically dark if not black scabs typically from burns). They are not pretty.

At the 3 week point after surgery, I finally started feeling just a little better but the pain was the most challenging for me.

At 4 weeks I got out of the house by going to Thanksgiving dinner at my mom’s and went out to eat one night. But those activities did put me back in the chair for a day. Pain was my constant companion.

At week 5, improvements continued, slow though. Pain lessened. I rotated Tylenol and Motrin during the day. I would take an Oxy at night only.

Then I had a complication. The vertical incision on my left breast broke open about ¼ inch wide by 3 inches long. By the next day, it was ½ to ¾ inch wide. And by the 3rd day it was over 1 inch wide. I had to watch it closely and put vasoline on it. I had a very, very hard time with this. I got gloves so I didn’t feel the surface of my raw breast with my fingertips. For some reason this really freaked me out

The P.A. at my follow-up doctor visit told me this is all a part of it, and she switched me over to a wet to dry dressing 2 x per day. This was easier for me since I didn’t have to touch the site. I also had about a 3 inch area of incision on my abdomen doing the same thing, and at that point I was putting Vaseline on that. If it opened like my breast, I would be switching over to wet to dry. Of course it did open more. She instructed me that these types of scars can be fixed with revision surgery. (don’t want to even Think about revision surgery!)

At week 6,  I was off most pain meds. Took a Tylenol when necessary. Went to grocery store and out to eat. Always tired after doing things like that. Things were looking up though!

At 8 weeks out, the opening on my breast was about 3 inches wide. The doctor told me I needed skin graft surgery and it was going to be “next Thursday.” So at week nine, back to surgery. I SO didn’t want to have to do that but knew by looking at my breast something had to be done. Surgery went well and was much better than I was anticipating. Pain was minimal and I’m thankful for that. I only took 1 pain pill the first night which helped me to sleep. The incision opening on my stomach was addressed in surgery and cleaned out. This left an opening which is about 3 inches wide by 2 ½ inches deep that I have to pack with gauze. Gross. My leg which is the donor site where they took the skin hurts the most.

And at 10 weeks post op, the PA in my breast surgeons office found a lump or thickening under my arm. She said it could be a fat necrosis or a cyst, but I needed an ultrasound to be sure. Terror strikes again. Thankfully, this lump is scar tissue. So in ending this long blog post, at 10 weeks post op, you can see this is a journey to healing.

Now, just shy of 3 months out, patience is necessary for your own sanity. I’m dealing with intermittent pain, extensive wound care that includes packing wet gauze into a gaping hole in my abdomen and wound care on the skin graft two times per day.  I can’t shower. I can only sleep on my back. I tire easily.

So in making your decision to have this surgery, know that it is not an easy ride.  It is long and so difficult.  But the good news is, my left breast looks really great. I am cancer free and healing!!. And I am VERY hopeful for the future.

Out of the Diep…an observation of Diep Flap Reconstructive Breast Surgery

My 56 year old sister, Diann, had double mastectomy with Diep Flap Surgery on October 27, 2016.  It is a grueling surgery.  It is not my goal to discourage women from having this surgery.  Rather, it is my goal to instruct them to do their homework before they make the decision to have a Diep Flap done.  It involves far more than the description reads.

Diep Flap description is:  

DIEP flap is a type of breast reconstruction in which blood vessels called deep inferior epigastric perforators (DIEP), as well as the skin and fat connected to them, are removed from the lower abdomen and transferred to the chest to reconstruct a breast after mastectomy without the sacrifice of any of the abdominal muscles.

Because the DIEP flap procedure requires special surgical training as well as expertise in microsurgery, not all surgeons can offer DIEP and it’s not available at all hospitals

Through the past 5 years of writing my breast cancer blog, I’ve heard from countless women who have had Diep.  Some have done really well, some have had major complications, and others were in the middle.  Age plays a role in it as traditionally younger women bounce back more quickly, however, this is not always the case.

As a woman who has had a single Mastectomy with no reconstruction, I have certainly pondered these surgeries for myself.  It was always my intention to have a reconstructive surgery, but after serious heart issues with Chemo and Herceptin, I decided against it.

I accompanied my sister to her appointments with the Breast Surgeon and the Plastic Surgeon.  Dr. Jeruss, her breast surgeon at the University of Michigan warned her of the severity of the recovery of Diep Flap surgery.  She did not pull any punches, but told her although she would be a good candidate, to really think about if that is how she wished to proceed.

Diann then met with Dr. Mohmoh, a Plastic Surgeon who is well respected in the Diep Flap Surgery also at the University of Michigan.  Dr. Mohmoh spent a lot of time with us explaining what the surgery would entail, drawing pictures, explaining the recovery process, and the unexpected and rare things that can happen after surgery including infections, repeat surgeries, emergency surgeries, etc.

That being said, nothing really prepared Diann or our family for what the Diep meant. Diann had 9 hours of surgery with the breast surgeon and the plastic surgery team working simultaneously.  That is a short surgery as some can last 12 hours or longer.  The breast surgeon finished her work after about 3 hours, and the Plastic Surgery team continues.  From a family perspective, it is beyond stressful having your loved one in surgery for that long.

Diann was rushed back into emergency surgery just before Midnight which was six hours after the initial surgery was completed.  She had one of the complications Dr. Mohmoh warned her previously.    One of the blood vessels that was connected formed a clot within, and a second surgery was required to clear that area to save the flap so blood flow would continue to the transplanted area.

About 24 hours after the second surgery, that same flap began acting up.  The plastic surgery team was checking her flap every few hours for the entire day and night.  It was extremely stressful for Diann and family members because a third surgery was a very real possibility.  Thankfully, things turned around and that was not necessary.

Diann was released on the 7th day after surgery.  She was kept 2 days longer than most patients because of the complications she had.  The University of Michigan has a floor that handles all the DIEP patients.  It is not considered Intensive Care, but it is.  The nurses are assigned only 2 or 3 patients so a very close eye is kept on the patient.

Previous to her release, Dr. Mohmoh ordered visiting nurses to visit Diann 3 times per week and gave them specifics what to look for and how to care for her.  Having those visiting nurses was a great asset to have a set of trained eyes examine her surgery sites.

It is a long recovery compared to most surgeries.  If you are employed, you need to be off work 6 to 8 weeks, more in some instances.  And you cannot do much at all in those first 4 weeks and you will DEFINITELY need care and help.  There are A LOT of pain meds involved.  Mostly, Diann has sat in the recliner and slept in the recliner for the first 2 weeks.  During Week 3, she was able to sleep in her bed with the help of about 6 pillows.   It is a slow recovery period.  Diann was warned if she started doing too much, it would set her back dramatically.

It was four weeks before Diann was able to leave the house and that was me taking her for a ride in the car so she didn’t go totally crazy of being housebound.  Even that wore her out, and she was glad to be home when she returned.  Now at 5 weeks out, she is still in the recliner with daily walks and an occasional short outing.

If you are not a good patient, I would not recommend this surgery for you.  If you follow doctors orders and do what you are told, can sit in a recliner for long periods of time with occasional walks, you might be able to handle it!

As for the surgery sites, Diann is healing well.  She said it is good to look down and still feel like you have breasts, however, the pain is very intense.  She is slowly weaning herself off pain pills, but has endured a lot of pain.  It is unnerving to see her abdomen wound from hip to hip!!

Diann will be writing her take on Diep Flap and offering her advice on the next Blog Post.

 

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Why Physicians’ Words of Hope are so Important to Cancer Patients…

I just passed the five-year mark since my diagnosis of Stage 3 Her 2 Positive breast cancer–  over 6 cm tumor the size of a tennis ball, with 9 positive lymph nodes,  and a heart attack from chemo thrown in for good measure.   I ponder how I got to this point.  Was it because of the mastectomy, the chemotherapy, the drug Herceptin, the radiation, or the Aromatase Inhibitor drugs?  Of course.  But coupled with the great medical care that I received, were the hopeful words of my physicians.  Those words are still played over in my head as a mantra every single day, but especially when the fears of recurrence voices start screaming at me.  Their words of hope were the greatest gifts given to me.

My first experience with this power of words was on the day of my diagnosis.  Dr. Tara Breslin,  a surgical oncologist then at the University of Michigan Comprehensive Breast Care Center delivered all the bad news to me:  mastectomy, chemotherapy, radiation, Herceptin and more. Then she looked me in the eye with great compassion and said in a positive manner:  “We can cure you.”  I must say, I did not believe her.  But her words were the only thing I had to cling to as I began to comprehend all that faced me.   I had those words permanently adhered to my dining room wall in 10 inch high letters which I can see from the majority of rooms in my home.  During the darkest days of wanting to die and give up during treatment, I would just sit at my dining room table and stare up at those words.  Now, five years later, I still look at them countless times a day, read them, and ponder their meaning.  Those words have become part of my home, a part of me, and an ongoing prayer.

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The next words were from my Oncologist, Dr. Daniel F. Hayes, also at the University of Michigan Comprehensive Breast Care Center. Dr. Hayes honestly told me that my cancer was a tough cancer.  He did not mince words or pull any punches with me.  I have always been grateful for that as well.  But his words that play through my head every day since he spoke them to me are these:

  1.  The cold, snowy February day I told Dr. Hayes I wanted to quit Adriamycin Cytoxan Chemo as it was too hard for me, and I would rather die is etched in my memory.  Dr. Hayes held my hand in a doctorly fashion, told me he did not have firsthand knowledge of what I was experiencing, but told me an inspirational story about a former patient.  He then told me that “I won’t let you quit.”  I then blurted out “I don’t have any control over my life” which was a huge issue for me because I like control.  He responded, “Don’t worry about it.  I am in control of your life.”  At that moment I let go of the need to control, and I knew I would complete treatment and somehow gather the courage to get through it.  I thank God every day I did not quit chemo.
  2. Because of Herceptin, I had permanent heart valve damage from the drug.  My Ejection Fraction dropped from a normal 65 to a very low 29.  My EF never improved, and Dr. Hayes had to tell me that I would not be able to resume Herceptin which should have been for 12 months, and I only had 3 months of the proven miracle drug for Her 2 Positive Breast Cancer patients.   Dr. Hayes then said the words that have played over and over in my head since the day he spoke them to me:  “I do not want you to spend one minute worrying that you did not have enough Herceptin.  God did not say exact the dosage that you needed.   I believe you have had enough and will survive this.”  I remember the words like they were spoken to me yesterday because not only did I write them down sitting in the parking lot before I left the cancer center, I repeat them to myself like a prayer every day.
  3. After my diagnosis, my 80 year old mom was diagnosed with Stage 1 breast cancer, then my only sibling, my sister, was also diagnosed with Stage 3 breast cancer.  Of course, we went through genetic testing.  On the appointment with Dr. Hayes reviewing the results of those tests that I had a genetic mutation called Chek 2, Dr. Hayes said:  “I believe you are cured.  We just have to keep it that way.”

The moral of my story is — choose your physicians carefully.  Their words of hope play an integral part in your healing and surviving cancer.  I cannot begin to tell you the number of cancer survivors I have had a conversation with while sitting in the cancer center that told me the same thing:   “I was told I had months to live after my cancer diagnosis and to get my affairs in order.  I switched doctors.  My new doctors gave me hope and treated me. Now I am 5, 10, 15, 20 years out and cancer free.”

We all know of those miraculous stories.  You play a role in it!  Make sure you have the right physicians for you!   It is worth every mile driven and every sacrifice you and your family have to make to find them!

 

Please check out my online store for cancer patients at http://www.hellocourage.com

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reflecting on Being a Five-Year Cancer Survivor

It is a big deal to survive cancer for five years from the date of your diagnosis.  My five-years since diagnosis is within the next week!   Five years gives you no future guarantees of some great cancer-free existence, but it is definitely a huge milestone.  As I fought my way through the rigors of cancer treatment, it seemed impossible to me that I could make it to that five-year mark.  If I had to put a percentage on it, I gave myself less than a 20% chance that I would be here in five years.

Five years (or 1,875 days) is truly unbelievable to me!   Certainly  answered prayers that I didn’t even have the courage to pray.  My prayers for myself during the past five years would always be, “God help me.”  Being a person of faith who practices that faith as a Roman Catholic, I always thought I was a prayerful person.  But cancer has taught me that no longer do I rattle off a grocery list of “Do this for me God” prayers for myself, but that simple prayer, “God help me” contains it all and takes care of my needs.

The miracles I have lived and witnessed during these five years is beyond my comprehension.  The lessons I have learned are amazing to me.  Most importantly, the people who have crossed my path in these five years from my Blog and my online store, http://www.hellocourage.com have been the most transformational for me.  Not to mention my family and friends who have always been there for me.

Thank you, my readers and customers, for giving me strength and courage to keep going and make it to this five-year mark!   You have been a huge part of God’s answer to my prayer, “God help me.”  He sent all of you!

My next two blog posts will be a summary of the lessons I learned along the way.  Most of my readers are newly diagnosed or are in their first two years after cancer.  I’m hoping my five-year survival brings hope to all of you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tired of Breast Cancer

A few weeks ago I had a dream that my Oncologist told me that he was tired of breast cancer and was becoming a Veterinarian.  I woke up chuckling and pondered “what did that dream mean?”

Well, it wasn’t too hard to figure it out – “I am tired of breast cancer.”  “IT” is all I have done for almost 5 years!  It took over my life, it became my life, and it still is my life.  I want to rid my life of it, but guess what, I can’t!

I’m stuck with all of it – myself, my mom, and my sister – all with breast cancer within 3 years and as you well know, it never goes away because there is always some medical appointment lurking.  Then there is writing my blog about what else – breast cancer. And then starting my online store http://www.hellocourage.com and the majority of my customers have breast cancer.

So what do you do when you are tired of something in your home?  I usually move the furniture first because that doesn’t cost any money!  Often, that makes me feel better and settles down those feelings of discontent.

What do you do when you are tired of your clothing?  Change it up, wear different combinations, buy a few new items?

If you are tired of your car but don’t have the money to buy a new one, you might get it washed inside and out, spray a new scent inside, and buy new car mats!

But I’m not quite sure what to do about being tired of breast cancer, are you?

 

 

 

 

 

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