<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799</id><updated>2012-01-05T20:15:41.016-08:00</updated><category term='God is Great'/><category term='Ready for the week.'/><category term='having some fun finally'/><category term='Help me Lord... I bring it to you'/><category term='One less sin for me'/><category term='Great Wolf  Lodge'/><category term='Stephanie.. Another important person in my life'/><category term='God'/><category term='fun and fellowship'/><category term='tissue expander put in on left side'/><category term='The sweetest blessing in life is friendship. Joy&apos;s mom found this in her bible and Joy passed it down to me. The poem warms my heart.'/><category term='not for weak tummies'/><category term='Documenting my Journey  Diagnosis June 5'/><category term='home alone'/><category term='bridal shower'/><category term='giving back some'/><category term='Lord Bless all my friends and family.'/><category term='my life'/><category term='we all need your blessings'/><category term='This poem is from Patty. She assures me &quot;you are His tapestry and He loves you very much...as do so many of us.&quot;'/><category term='Aug. 20'/><category term='2008'/><category term='My Prayer... Thanks Lord for the blessings I have had in my life.'/><category term='OUr date'/><title type='text'>PINK THREAD</title><subtitle type='html'>Joy must be in the SHOCKING PINK THREAD in our tapestry because people seem stunned by this FLAMBOYANT STITCH. When we exhibit joy during trying times others view us as ODD DUCKS,cause everyone knows "life ain't no ride ON NO PINK DUCK."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5792320640201884854</id><published>2012-01-05T19:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:48:35.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2012</title><content type='html'>Seems that my page has been down. Lots has happening these last few months. the expander went in with no problems. On Nov 29 2011 I finally had my implant put in. After all them months with no &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reassurance&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cellulitsis&lt;/span&gt;, I get it again! The doc admits me right away. I spent a whole week up on the 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; floor. I went in on the 19&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Dec and did not get out until the day before Christmas, the 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. Keith had to do all the Christmas shopping for the boys and he had to grocery shop for Christmas dinner and he did all the cooking. I love that guy:) He took such good care of the house and the boys the week I was gone:) I am not sure about the doctors. One says possibly &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lymphedema&lt;/span&gt; and one says &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cellulitsis&lt;/span&gt;. I am confused. I do know that I can not afford to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hospitalized&lt;/span&gt; twice a year for this issue. I was so ready to move on with my reconstruction and finally end this chapter of my life. Not gonna happen, just yet. As of today, the infection is gone. I see my reconstruction doc on Monday. I am curious as to what he says. I have not seen him since being hospitalized.I hope 2012 brings me happiness:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5792320640201884854?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5792320640201884854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5792320640201884854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5792320640201884854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5792320640201884854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year 2012'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5413066403359535656</id><published>2011-08-10T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:57:51.551-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tissue expander put in on left side'/><title type='text'>surgery #8  DONE:) expander put in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After a long nine months I finally went in for surgery yesterday (Aug, 9 2011) I got the tissue expander placed in on my left side. Doc Gavagahan was able to even pump me up a bit. Feels good to have some breast:) I have the wrap on so I cannot see to much, but I trust my Doc. I do see cleavage and just knowing that I am finally on my way to being done with reconstruction makes me happy.  I have seen Liane and Sue's end results for their breast cancer and I have decided I will get the tattooing and nipple done at the doctors office. Liane has beautiful fairies tattooed  on her breasts, that she had done at a tattoo shop and Sue has the normal nipple and tattooing from the Doc. I feel that with all the problems I have had, getting some cool tattoo may not be my best choice. These past three years have been rough but I made it so far:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I did find out last week that I now have three budging discs in my neck. I only had one last year. I am having some strange back pain and did get an ex ray. Waiting on the results from that. My medical doc feels I need physical therapy for my neck and back. I am still always in pain but I just live with it as best I can. I stretch and take my meds when needed. I hate getting old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5413066403359535656?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5413066403359535656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5413066403359535656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5413066403359535656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5413066403359535656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2011/08/surgery-8-done.html' title='surgery #8  DONE:) expander put in'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3962782497466479905</id><published>2011-05-24T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T07:04:04.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mickey called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;. My surgery will not be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untill&lt;/span&gt; the end of July or beginning of Aug. she will call me by next week with the date. Looks like it is gonna be a long, hot summer. This &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;prosthesis&lt;/span&gt; bra sucks. Hard to believe I will be cancer free three years in a few months. Now to just get the reconstruction completed and stay healthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3962782497466479905?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3962782497466479905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3962782497466479905' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3962782497466479905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3962782497466479905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2011/05/mickey-called-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7066678021043818092</id><published>2011-05-16T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T18:22:41.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The waiting game</title><content type='html'>Well, it has been over a week and I still have not heard from the nurse as to when my surgery will be. I seem to restless waiting. I am so tired of this all. I cannot wait for it to be finished! I think I may be hitting the premenapause stage in my life. I hate myself at times. I need to find a hobby. Something to keep me busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7066678021043818092?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7066678021043818092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7066678021043818092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7066678021043818092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7066678021043818092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2011/05/waiting-game.html' title='The waiting game'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2844650853911071946</id><published>2011-04-28T19:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T19:29:45.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reconstruction a long ways away</title><content type='html'>I found out some upsetting news &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;. I go to see my reconstruction Doc next month but I will not be able to get into surgery ( to get my expander put in) for a least two months after that. I have waited patiently for the six months to pass. I am ready. I am finding that trying on summer clothes is depressing. Nothing looks good. Having one implant and the other side is sunken in and flat, sucks. I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to use my blog to express my emotions that are &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;going&lt;/span&gt; crazy. I have been through way to much. I also am still dealing with the pain 80% of the time... Degenerative disc disease, I am not told. In my neck.... I just want to go back to the day when I felt whole and happy. God I ask for comfort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2844650853911071946?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2844650853911071946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2844650853911071946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2844650853911071946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2844650853911071946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2011/04/reconstruction-long-ways-away.html' title='reconstruction a long ways away'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3724420576618269326</id><published>2010-12-11T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:24:21.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been feeling pretty good. I am &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thinkin&lt;/span&gt; my infection is gone for good. I go on Monday to get my staples out. I am now wearing my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mastectomy&lt;/span&gt; bra I bought when I was first diagnosed. I never really wore it back then so, now i will use it. Six months is a long time to go with only one "breast" but I try not to let it get me down. It is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;temporary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3724420576618269326?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3724420576618269326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3724420576618269326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3724420576618269326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3724420576618269326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-have-been-feeling-pretty-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8288796710601062962</id><published>2010-11-25T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T20:25:51.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hospitilized 11/24-11/27/2010</title><content type='html'>I had gotten the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cellulitisis&lt;/span&gt; again Tuesday night. By Wed. it was all inflamed and hurting real bad again. This is two times this month:(. I went to Dr. Carley(med. doc) and he called Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavaghan&lt;/span&gt; and together they decided it needs to come out TODAY. I was admitted to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PHH&lt;/span&gt; and Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavaghan&lt;/span&gt; came to town to remove it. I will have to go without an implant &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I get rid of this infection &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;. I was told It will be six months before I can get it replaced. In the mean time..... I have a drain tube and staples keeping me closed up.I spent three nights and four days in the hospital. I came home on my birthday. Just a normal day:( And I kinda feel like I may have some nerve damage. I look pretty gross, all sunk in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8288796710601062962?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8288796710601062962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8288796710601062962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8288796710601062962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8288796710601062962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Hospitilized 11/24-11/27/2010'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3994154232479000520</id><published>2010-11-17T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:12:06.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>still heading backwards:(</title><content type='html'>Just found out today from my oncologist that my ultra- sound done last week shows two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;abscesses&lt;/span&gt; in my left breast. I wonder if that will change how fast I go for surgery. I am worried now. I do not like having two &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;abscesses&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;celulitsis&lt;/span&gt; in my breast. I will call Doc &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3994154232479000520?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3994154232479000520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3994154232479000520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3994154232479000520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3994154232479000520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/11/still-heading-backwards.html' title='still heading backwards:('/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8863039151982646498</id><published>2010-11-17T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:08:43.902-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one step forward... two steps back:(</title><content type='html'>I did see Doc &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; on Fri.... He is going to remove my implant, clean me up and flush me out real good and then replace the implant. He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;agrees&lt;/span&gt; with me... it is time to remove it. To many infections. I will go for surgery in Jan. He is very busy and totally full for appointments:( I hate having to wait two months to take care of this problem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8863039151982646498?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8863039151982646498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8863039151982646498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8863039151982646498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8863039151982646498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-step-forward-two-steps-back.html' title='one step forward... two steps back:('/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7531880366850317606</id><published>2010-11-09T06:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:34:22.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has a bit since I posted. I did start the epidural &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; shots. I just had my second one. I have to say... I do not have as much pain so I think it is working.I get one more in a month.                               I have again ( for the third time since being hospitalized)have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cellulitsis&lt;/span&gt; in my left breast. If the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; work I will not have to be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hospitalized&lt;/span&gt;. Just a wait and see. With &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; to be rushed to the ER and admitted the first time I got this shit, I am a bit nervous:( I see Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; on Fri. my thoughts are remove this implant and clean me all out. Then either put a new implant in at that time or wait and heal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; before putting the implant in. I will see what Doc says.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7531880366850317606?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7531880366850317606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7531880366850317606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7531880366850317606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7531880366850317606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/11/it-has-bit-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5421607181593398938</id><published>2010-08-04T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T16:01:17.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>injections for my herinated dics</title><content type='html'>I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to try the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; injections to help with the  pain in my neck. I have a pinched nerve (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;discbuldging&lt;/span&gt; with pinching of the nerve at C5-6, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;herinanted&lt;/span&gt; disc)  I was told by the orthopedic surgeon (Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pasia&lt;/span&gt; ) that these shots may help. The name...... cervical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt; epidural injections. Sounds kinda &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scarry&lt;/span&gt; but better than surgery. That may be my next option. I cannot live with the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;constent&lt;/span&gt; pain I have daily. The doc. said I would be a good candidate for the surgery. The name...... Anterior cervical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;discectomy&lt;/span&gt; and fusion c 5-6 . Lets just hope the injections and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;excercises&lt;/span&gt; will help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5421607181593398938?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5421607181593398938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5421607181593398938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5421607181593398938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5421607181593398938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/08/injections-for-my-herinated-dics.html' title='injections for my herinated dics'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2453273008396366767</id><published>2010-08-04T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T06:37:38.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>celulitsis back again,</title><content type='html'>8/04/10&lt;br /&gt;Well, what started out as a journal and reminder for myself about my cancer journey.... Has now turned into, all my ailments.&lt;br /&gt;Went to my OBGYN (Dr. Hamblin) for a bladder infection, first thing this morning. If it is not one thing with me it is another!! I noticed also that my celulitsis has returned. Same breast, same spot. Dr. Hamlin prescribed Leviquin again for me and told me to follow up with Dr. Brooks. I did see Dr. Brooks this afternoon. Another 30.00 co pay.... I learned nothing new bout the infection. He will get a culture (which will take a few days) and hopefully the Leviquin will take the infection away once and for all. I will take it for six weeks.&lt;u&gt; The doctors thoughts are that by taking the script for a longer amount of time, it will get rid of it. My breast is pretty red now, and this bladder infection is very very painful, and the heranated disc in my neck is still making my life very uncomfortable. I often wonder if my life will ever be painfree, like before. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2453273008396366767?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2453273008396366767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2453273008396366767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2453273008396366767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2453273008396366767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/08/celulitsis-back-again-for-third-time.html' title='celulitsis back again,'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2559593037950585434</id><published>2010-07-14T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T19:05:50.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally went to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;orthopedic&lt;/span&gt; doctor (Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Makim&lt;/span&gt;) today. I was surprised to hear... My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rota tor&lt;/span&gt; cuff is fine. It is not torn like I was told. I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;radiologist&lt;/span&gt; at the hospital got is wrong, that is a good thing. Now I know the pain is from the pinched nerve in my neck. I have an appointment with The spine surgeon on Tues the 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. I have decided to see both of these doctors at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Orthopedic&lt;/span&gt; Associates in town here. They took great care of my husband as well as my kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2559593037950585434?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2559593037950585434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2559593037950585434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2559593037950585434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2559593037950585434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-finally-went-to-see-orthopedic-doctor.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4999298228385665805</id><published>2010-06-17T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T06:56:50.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pinched nerve?</title><content type='html'>I went to see Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alsawa&lt;/span&gt; for my breast last week. The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cellulitisis&lt;/span&gt; is back again! More &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and just pray I do not end up in the hospital again. I cannot afford all the bills. Dr. also told me I have a pinched nerve and a torn rotor cuff. I was told by the nurse the week before the pain in my neck, shoulder and arm is cervical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spondylosis&lt;/span&gt;. I am confused. I was so worried about that and now not sure. I see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;neurosurgeon&lt;/span&gt; next month. I cannot stand the pain anymore. I may call &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chiropractor&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4999298228385665805?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4999298228385665805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4999298228385665805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4999298228385665805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4999298228385665805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/06/pinched-nerve.html' title='pinched nerve?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4015683421403332330</id><published>2010-06-10T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:15:11.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more problems</title><content type='html'>I am still waiting to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;neurosurgeon&lt;/span&gt;, my appointment is not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untill&lt;/span&gt; the end of next month. I was hoping I could go to a neurologist. I have been doing my own research about this cervical &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;spondylosis&lt;/span&gt; I have. From what I have read, surgery is the last resort. I called my oncologist and asked about it. The nurse said he feels I need to see the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt;. I may need surgery???? I am going in to see him today. I need to know what is up. The kind breast cancer I had normally starts in the neck and glands. They are telling me I have a form of neck &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;arthritis&lt;/span&gt;. Do I have neck cancer now??? Then, to make matters worse. I have noticed that my left breast is getting red again. It comes and goes just like before I was hospitalized for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;celulitisis&lt;/span&gt;. It is sore too. I hope the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;celultisis&lt;/span&gt; is not coming back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4015683421403332330?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4015683421403332330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4015683421403332330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4015683421403332330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4015683421403332330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-problems.html' title='more problems'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7060024328322221295</id><published>2010-05-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:40:21.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answers to my neck and shoulder pain</title><content type='html'>My oncologist sent me for an MRI and found I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;degenerative&lt;/span&gt; disc changes and a torn &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rotor&lt;/span&gt; cuff. What is gonna happen next! I am waiting for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Nero&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt; to call for an appointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7060024328322221295?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7060024328322221295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7060024328322221295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7060024328322221295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7060024328322221295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/05/answers-to-my-neck-and-shoulder-pain.html' title='Answers to my neck and shoulder pain'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6088424578068551508</id><published>2010-05-09T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T18:50:11.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>I miss my mom so much. It has been almost 21 years since we lost her to breast cancer. She was a fighter. I give her more credit than me. Happy Mothers Day Mum. I am feeling depressed again. Not sure why I feel this way but I hate it.My chest is all healed up. No more infection. I saw Dr. Brooks ( &lt;em&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; specialist);last week and all seems fine. Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; will see me in August to move on to the nippling and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tattooing&lt;/span&gt;.He wants to put me on antibiotics a week before we do the surgery. Just to be safe. My right breast is dropping too. I do not expect my breasts to be perfect but It is really looking lower than the left side. I worry about it getting worse. Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; will take a look at them in August and I may need a lift. We will see.Molly has gotten some unsettling news recently. A dense area on her chest. They will check it again in 6 weeks. Prayers to her!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6088424578068551508?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6088424578068551508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6088424578068551508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6088424578068551508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6088424578068551508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5315943122072424735</id><published>2010-04-21T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T21:01:15.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am still leaking from my incision. It is strange. Some days nothing....other days lots of fluid leaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5315943122072424735?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5315943122072424735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5315943122072424735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5315943122072424735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5315943122072424735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-still-leaking-from-my-incision.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-710245075036800134</id><published>2010-04-08T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:54:58.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>recovering</title><content type='html'>Getting better every day. My &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reflex&lt;/span&gt;) gives me yeast infection, always does. sucks. I woke up this morning and I am leaking now from the incision. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Getting&lt;/span&gt; very confused. My last surgery was  10 months ago. I would think that the areas are all healed. The doctors came to the conclusion while I was hospitalized that when Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; pinched that area, he may have just released the infection. It could have been there for awhile.Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alsawa&lt;/span&gt; says leaking is normal and just watch for the signs of infection. I see Dr G on Monday. And getting an MRI on Wed. for this pain I am still having in my neck, shoulder and arm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-710245075036800134?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/710245075036800134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=710245075036800134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/710245075036800134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/710245075036800134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/04/recovering.html' title='recovering'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1929853576607139895</id><published>2010-04-08T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T19:46:10.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>off work and recovering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1929853576607139895?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1929853576607139895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1929853576607139895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1929853576607139895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1929853576607139895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/04/off-work-and-recovering.html' title='off work and recovering'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7615726698173171338</id><published>2010-04-08T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T17:24:31.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling good. Well I thought.. hospitalized 3/30/10-04/04/10</title><content type='html'>I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt; had decided to go for my consultation with Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavaghan&lt;/span&gt; for my final &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;surgery&lt;/span&gt;. Getting my nipples. 3.30-10. I had noticed a small red area on my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;incision&lt;/span&gt; on my left breast. I had noticed it many times earlier but it seemed to come and go so...I though nothing of it. While Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; was checking my skin &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;playability&lt;/span&gt; he pinched that area and it hurt. My right side felt fine when he pinched it. I went home and went about my day. decided to wait till after summer for the surgery. I noticed while getting ready for bed the area was quite red. Maybe the size of a half dollar. The next morning it was swollen and more red. I was unable to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ahold&lt;/span&gt; of Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Gavagahan&lt;/span&gt; ( besides he was 45 min away). I call Dr &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alsawa&lt;/span&gt; and went in to see him. He gave me some &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and wanted me to keep a good eye on it. Report back in the morning. I get my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; and go home to take nap. I woke up about three hours later. I had the chills, bad stomach pains, and felt like I was gonna throw up. I did that. I just wanted to take a bath and warm up. My son David had to help me out of the tub and rush me to the E. R. I was admitted with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Celulitis&lt;/span&gt;. a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bacterial&lt;/span&gt; infection on my breast. I was hooked up to I.V's and in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of pain. I spent 5 nights in the hospital. It was very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;. I came home on Easter. Slowly I am getting back to normal. Looks like the infection is finally gone. Spent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time with Jesus in the hospital. They had the Church Channel. When I was feeling better ( it took 4 days) I watched some great shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7615726698173171338?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7615726698173171338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7615726698173171338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7615726698173171338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7615726698173171338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2010/04/feeling-good-well-i-thought.html' title='feeling good. Well I thought.. hospitalized 3/30/10-04/04/10'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8634245109143034666</id><published>2009-11-25T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T14:20:00.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will they ever find a cure?</title><content type='html'>I am saddened to say that two of my dear friends have been diagnosed with breast cancer. They both have decided on haveing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bilateral&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;mastectomy&lt;/span&gt;. Liane and Sue will both be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; their surgery within the next few months. I can be a great support system for both of them. I think I can say that on the subject of breast cancer....I am very &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt;. I feel great to be able to inform them in what is to come. I am still having lots of uncomfortable pain in my neck, upper back and shoulder. I am checking into &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;physical&lt;/span&gt; therapy with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt; massages. I am hoping my surgery will cover it.I am gonna be due for another MRI soon. I hate the tests. I seem to get all worked up. I need to focus on today.Life is to short to worry about the "what if's".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8634245109143034666?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8634245109143034666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8634245109143034666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8634245109143034666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8634245109143034666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-they-ever-find-cure.html' title='Will they ever find a cure?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2764238301223361336</id><published>2009-11-11T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:39:40.175-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bone scan clear, praise God.</title><content type='html'>I have been kinda worried these last few months. I have all of sudden been getting these aching pains in my neck, arm and upper shoulder and back. I am thankful the test was clean   but, my great &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;acc&lt;/span&gt; sister Molly has researched our "rare type" of breast cancer. "bones are not a common place for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;acc&lt;/span&gt; to spread, usually it goes to lungs, liver and then spine". So now I am hoping I had &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gotten&lt;/span&gt; the right test. I am due for an MRI soon and I am checking into getting &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Physical&lt;/span&gt; Therapy/massage therapy. Hopefully that will take the pain away or at least control it without &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2764238301223361336?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2764238301223361336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2764238301223361336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2764238301223361336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2764238301223361336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/11/bone-scan-clear-praise-god.html' title='bone scan clear, praise God.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1426756667317275449</id><published>2009-07-26T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T09:18:46.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>busy summer</title><content type='html'>I am back!!! I have been without a working &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; for some time now. We finally got a new one, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yeeeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;. Life has been busy for me. My last blog I was complaining about how unhappy I was with my new implants. I debated about getting a second opinion, which I did. I went ahead and had another surgery to fix my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unhappiness&lt;/span&gt;. My breasts were very uneven. My non cancer side was all lumpy and sunken in and  I could feel the implant poking out. As time went on they were starting to move farther apart. My cancer breast was almost into my side. I look and feel so much better. My new Doctor had to put meshing in my sides to keep them in place because my skin was so stretched out.I feel that my old Doctor should pay for my surgery. I am now thinking about talking to a lawyer.I am only looking for payment on this surgery. Why should I have to pay another 1,000 for his mistakes? Not to mention all the pain I went though and work I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Missed&lt;/span&gt;. More later...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1426756667317275449?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1426756667317275449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1426756667317275449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1426756667317275449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1426756667317275449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/07/busy-summer.html' title='busy summer'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7858608887278079277</id><published>2009-01-23T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T12:45:39.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey, hockey hockey</title><content type='html'>I have been quite busy this past week. I started another part time job. I do fundraising. Right now we are calling people for a donation for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Children's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Leukemia&lt;/span&gt; Foundation. I like the job. Soon we will be calling people on behalf of the Breast Cancer Foundation. That will be interesting. I will say.... I cannot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; how many people have lost their jobs. And many people I have spoken with  have lost, or are losing their homes. The economy is so bad at this time. I  thank the Lord daily that I have a home, my husband has a job and I have a warm bed to sleep in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;every night&lt;/span&gt;. So many people are suffering. I just hope and pray that God gives our new president some guidance. Is is so very sad. With me working two part time jobs, I feel like I am helping out a bit more. I am so busy working that the "C" word has not crossed my mind all week! The tournament last weekend was fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tyler&lt;/span&gt;"s team was out early but Jared's team went to the finals and took second. Jared  played well. He had two hat tricks and got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;trophy&lt;/span&gt; for MVP.  Silver Sticks started last night. Tyler's first game.... we lost 7-0, The team came all the way from California. Hopefully our game tonight will be better. I think the boys were a bit nervous.This is a big thing for them. All the top teams from all over  North America are here in town playing. Fun.fun,fun.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; I will go for a second opinion on my ugly left breast! More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7858608887278079277?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7858608887278079277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7858608887278079277' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7858608887278079277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7858608887278079277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/01/hockey-hockey-hockey.html' title='Hockey, hockey hockey'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1184151869350100691</id><published>2009-01-16T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T20:39:45.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hockey time</title><content type='html'>My boys are in a hockey tournament this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;. I will be spending lots of time at the rink. Seems strange to say but....I think it will be warmer in the rink than outside. It was -5 outside this morning, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;burrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;. The schools were closed because it was so cold outside. I did make an appointment with my medical &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt; for my four month follow up appointment. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; he will give me his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; on my breasts.  He is the doctor that referred me to the P.S, so we will see.I also emailed Hopkins Breast Center and told them my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; and asked for advice. I found another part time job yesterday too. I will be working calling people asking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;contribute&lt;/span&gt; to fundraisers. The fundraiser they are calling on now is for breast cancer. This should be enjoyable. I like talking on the phone and this cause  is true to my heart. The man that hired me was very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;flexible&lt;/span&gt; with me. They were hiring people to work a minimum 16 hours a week, but he was kind enough to let work around my shift at the hospital.  The company is just a few blocks away from my house so when it warms up I can walk to work. He told me I  can pick up extra hours at night if I want and even come in if I have a short day at the hospital. PERFECT. I start Monday. Wish me luck. My mind has been so wacko lately, but maybe keeping busy will ease my worries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1184151869350100691?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1184151869350100691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1184151869350100691' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1184151869350100691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1184151869350100691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/01/hockey-time_16.html' title='hockey time'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2222772110126365553</id><published>2009-01-14T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:15:44.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Did I mention.... I hate the look of  my left breast???????????I am so confused on what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to my doctor about my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt; or just forget about it. It is just a boob right? Having one breast that looks a bit &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; than the other is really no big deal. It does not define who I am as a person! I am feeling much better today. I still have the nerve damage but my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lyrica&lt;/span&gt; takes care of that pain. My incisions look great. I guess smoking did have some effect on my healing. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; a minor setback last month, I am now 2 1/2 weeks clean from smoking again. I think this time is the last time of " &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to quit". I am doing really good. I do not think about smoking very often. I just remind myself how bad they are for my health. I never want to go back to smoking. EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2222772110126365553?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2222772110126365553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2222772110126365553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2222772110126365553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2222772110126365553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-i-mention.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2587395801020480990</id><published>2009-01-13T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T18:52:00.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good test results and good hair day!!</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. I went to work for a few hours. I have been feeling depressed these last few days. I did go to my cancer doctor (Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alsawah&lt;/span&gt;) on Tuesday the 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Th&lt;/span&gt;.. I wonder if I did things backwards? I had my breasts removed, started reconstruction surgery.. then I saw the cancer doctor. Seems to me that I would see him first. Oh well, it done with now. I did get good results on my blood work. They took blood and all my lab work came back great, and they did the CA15-3 breast cancer marker test on me. That came back normal. I understand that there is no cure for breast cancer. It can come back at any time, in the same area or somewhere else in my body. I could have cancer cells inside me still, but they are just not showing up at this time. So I guess I can say " I am cancer free at this time." AMEN!.  I am all  done with my surgeries and I just need to move on. I cannot keep stressing about it and wondering about the what if's. I am alive today and feeling good. I just seem to have this feeling of fear at times. I guess it is hard to explain. Unless you are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;,  you will never understand. My life has changed. My body is different and my mind is different. I think differently, act differently, (and not always on the positive side). I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fortunate&lt;/span&gt; that I did not have to do chemo. But then again. If my cancer  comes back, I may not make it the second time around. If chemo does not respond to this type of cancer, then what are my options if it does come back? Everyday my mind wonders. I hate the feelings I get. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Alsawah&lt;/span&gt; did want me to try an anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;depressant&lt;/span&gt; to make me feel better. I do not want to take them, I do not like the feeling of having a pill alter my mind. I just need to keep my faith and pray about it. I did have a good long talk with Keith the other day. He does not really understand what I am going through. I think he thinks it is over, now all should be back to normal. I do not think I ever will be "normal". I try to explain to him how I feel, but he does not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;seem&lt;/span&gt; to get it. He promises to try to be more understanding and I promise not to be so moody. The only problem... can I not be so moody? I cannot help it. I just have lots of mixed emotions right now. I need a vacation. I need to just get away and have some time to get my mind clear. I need lots of love and attention. I feel unloved and ugly at times. He does love me but, I need him to show me more.On the good side, my middle son (Tyler) will be playing in the Silver Sticks Hockey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tournament&lt;/span&gt; in a few weeks. It is a big thing for him and us. I love watching my sons play hockey. That does bring joy to me. When I am down and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;depressed&lt;/span&gt;, I just remember...... I have so much to live for. My boys need me. My little one (Jared) is such a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sweety&lt;/span&gt;. I love my hair to be "played" with. He will ask if he can rub it for me. It  feels so good! In the morning he will hold my hand so that " I do not fall down the steps". God Bless his little soul. I am sure my sons do not understand my emotions,so for them I need to clear my mind. I did get to Church this past Sunday. It sure does help me calm down and appreciate what I have. I love my church family. They all are so kind to me. I am going to get back into bible study too. I had to stop going because of hockey. In a few months hockey will be done &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; next season, so I can start going again. I enjoy learning about my creator. And we always have lots of munchies. As you know.... I love to eat! I did want to ask ... prayers for Diane (Joys sister). She is still surviving. They are keeping her in the hospital for the week. Joy tells me that each day she is getting weaker and weaker and the doctor said it could be days or weeks &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; he life on earth is over. It is so sad, but then again, Jesus is bringing another one of "his" home. I do know that she is in no pain, Jesus has his hand on her! The cancer has spread throughout her whole body now.  But she has  faith of a mustard seed. Keeping her eyes on the prize! Prayers to her and her family. I hope one day they have a cure for this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;. I pray my friend Molly is doing well. I pray for her always. My friend, my sister and my support! We are fighting this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt; together, and we will beat it! Each day I will acknowledge something I LIKE about myself. Maybe that will help lift my spirits. Today.... I love my hair. Joy cut and colored it for me today. I went a bit darker with no highlights this time. She even waxed my eyebrows and my bit of hair on my lip, lol. I love the color. Thanks Joy. My best friend on this earth. She comforts me with her advice and her care and concern for me. I am luckey to have her in my life. Prayers to her as she remembers her father on his one year anniversery of his death. My God continue to bless you Mr. Moak and R.I.P. Night all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2587395801020480990?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2587395801020480990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2587395801020480990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2587395801020480990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2587395801020480990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/01/good-test-results-and-good-hair-day.html' title='good test results and good hair day!!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7050516080172457432</id><published>2009-01-03T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T17:05:34.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008 .....Thanks God It Is Over</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2008. I hope 2009 is much better for me.I am sure I am not the only one who is struggling financially. Times are tight for so many people. I need to be thankful for what I have and trust that God will take care of me. Hopefully something will change soon. I have a hard time dealing with the stress. Keith did say that he will be heading to Grand Haven to work next month, that does help us financially. He gets extra money for going and he will be working many more hours. Thank God. Now, just to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;relax&lt;/span&gt; and not worry. We always seem to work things out, but I still stress myself out to the point of making myself sick. Everyone tells me how bad the stress is on my health, especially right now. I did find a bible verse that I have to say... It Is My Favorite&lt;br /&gt;TRUST THE LORD WITH ALL YOUR HEART AND DO NOT LEAN ON YOUR OWN UNDERSTANDING. IN ALL YOUR WAYS ACKNOWLEDGE HIM AND HE WILL LEAD THE PATHS STRAIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Trusting in the Lord can be hard for me at times. I am going to keep this verse close, as it reminds me that I need to stop worrying, stressing, feeling scared and letting my mind wonder, what next? how long before it comes back?. I am not in control of what happens to me. It is already planned out. I need to just live one day at a time. I need to be thankful I am breathing today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I did get my implants put in on Tuesday the 30th. Hopefully this will be my last surgery for a very long time. I have had my share of being put under, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; for sure. They are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; smaller than when I had the tissue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; in. The nurse told me that Dr. Ali could not put the 600cc in (that is how much he filled my tissue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt;). I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; my skin was to thin. He put 450cc in, which is fine with me. That is a bit confusing to me though. Why did he fill me so full in the first place?? They do look different, my cancer breast looks great, my cancer free side looks weird. A bit like a "square" shape and I have wrinkling on that side. I did mention it to my doctor,He says they look "good." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hummmmm&lt;/span&gt;. I am not sure how I feel about it. A part of me feels that I have waited a long time for my implants and they do not look as good as I expected, then a part of me thinks, it is just boobs, move on and start living my life. With five surgeries behind me, I surely do not want to go &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; another one. I do feel more normal now, even though I have long scars, no nipple and they look so different, am I weird or what????. Doctor Ali told Keith at the hospital that I will not be able to have a nipple. When I saw him Tuesday he said we will see in about four months, maybe he will be able to give me a nipple. I will start the tattooing part of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;reconstruction&lt;/span&gt; then also. When I went in for the surgery Dr. Ali did say that the small area on my right breast, that was scabbed over, still was not healing and it was ready to split open. He had to cut that area away during surgery. It is the same area that did not heal before. But all and all my fifth ( and God willing, my last) surgery went fine.With this part of my journey over, I do in a way feel relieved.Keith does not seem to have a problem with my breasts looking different, so why should I. It will only be him and I that will be looking at them. In my bra....I look fine. I did show my great friend Joy also, and she said they look fine. Am I making a big thing out of nothing?? I am planning on going to a support group, maybe someone there can give me some input.My friend Molly is concerned about chest pain she has been having. I pray for peace for her. Her chest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt; came back good. She has been my support, hang in there girl. I feel like everything is going to be o.k with you. God has put you and I through enough in 2008. Lets hope 2009 will be better for both of us.Two of the women Molly has met on the rare cancer site now have had their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ACCB&lt;/span&gt; ( adenoid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cystic&lt;/span&gt; carcinoma of the breast) spread to their lungs. This type of cancer has a tendency to do that. That scares the crap out of me!!!!!! Lets hope that does not happen to us. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dealt&lt;/span&gt; with this cancer fairly well the first time, and I continue to handle it pretty good, but I am sure how I would react to a second bout of cancer. My friend Sue had said something to me that really has stuck on my brain. "I am her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;.". She is proud of the way I have handled things so far. And she said if she ever gets cancer she will be coming to me. I went to see Joys sister today before work. She is going up to Jesus real soon. She told Joy in her dream that Jesus was asking her, "Do You Trust Me?' I had to tell my Joy about my favorite bible verse Proverbs 3 verse 5&amp;amp;6. Trust the Lord with all your heart. I think that verse says it all. The cancer has taking over her whole body. She is such a young women,but she is so strong in her faith. We know where she is going..... Home. Lord Bless Her, and hold he tight!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7050516080172457432?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7050516080172457432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7050516080172457432' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7050516080172457432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7050516080172457432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2009/01/2008-thanks-god-it-is-over.html' title='2008 .....Thanks God It Is Over'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2144144601546370353</id><published>2008-12-15T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:05:06.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy</title><content type='html'>I have been so busy these last few weeks. My friend Molly was worried about me. So  just a quick blog to let all know I am alive and well. I will be having my surgery the 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of this month.I will be getting my implants in. Then on to the tattooing and adding a nipple. Seems kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scary&lt;/span&gt;, but I am glad it is getting close to the end. I will be seeing my cancer doctor early in Jan. I am nervous about that. I just want to make sure my cancer is gone. I am ready to start living a normal life again. We have been busy with the boys and hockey. My Tyler has been on a roll. He has had 3 hat tricks the last three games. He leads in goals in the WHOLE Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ceasers&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;League&lt;/span&gt;. He is such a smart player. Christmas is nearing and I still have so many gifts to buy. We told the boys that is is going to be a small Christmas this year. Keith has been cut on hours and with my illness, we just do not have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of money at this time. Keith took so much time off work with my surgeries, doctor visits and taking care of me, that we still have not caught up on the bills. I am sure they understand. They always get what they want. Gotta run. I will be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2144144601546370353?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2144144601546370353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2144144601546370353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2144144601546370353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2144144601546370353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-418198134141929562</id><published>2008-11-25T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T11:27:40.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday..... are good</title><content type='html'>I went for another pump up today. I am sore, but looking good. My doctor will not tell me when I will be getting my implants. He wants to see how my pump ups go. I seem big, but he knows the size I want (c cup, like before I had my breasts removed) and I am not to that point yet. I am so used to my boobs sagging and now that they are all perky they look pretty big to me. Oh well, soon enough this will be over with. I have lots of pictures of before and through this whole journey. I cannot wait to see the outcome. I love not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; to wear a bra and having cleavage. I thank the Lord for that! I will see Dr. Ali next week and hopefully I will be expanded enough to get the implants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-418198134141929562?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/418198134141929562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=418198134141929562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/418198134141929562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/418198134141929562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/11/tuesday-are-good.html' title='Tuesday..... are good'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-972484569141340065</id><published>2008-11-22T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T12:54:42.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another ACC  sister. Prayers for her</title><content type='html'>I just read a comment from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;acc&lt;/span&gt; sister, Molly. She informed me that we now have another young lady &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with this same rare cancer we have. Seems like it is not so rare as we once thought. I try not to make cancer my whole thoughts for the day. But it is on my mind often. I have not been on the rare cancer site in a few weeks if not longer. I know how scared this young lady must be right. It brings back &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; many memories. Please Molly, give her my blog and email. If there is &lt;strong&gt;anything &lt;/strong&gt;I can help her with, I am there for her. I know how much help you have been to me. Without you, I think this journey of mine would have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; scarier. I love ya &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! I am almost finished with my pump ups. Once more on Tuesday and then hopefully, if all goes well, I will get the implants put in at the end of next month. I still have the tattooing and nipple to deal with, but, at least it seems like I am moving on. I just pray everyday that this cancer is gone. I will see my cancer doctor next month. Not sure what he will be doing. Hopefully some tests to just make sure it is gone. I look forward to that visit. I can't help but wonder... I am finally getting breasts, I will have the implants put in, but what if the cancer is still there or has spread? I try not to worry, but I do think about that. I just pray about it. God has the plan... I just follow it. Some day he will explain the reason why. Why me??????????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-972484569141340065?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/972484569141340065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=972484569141340065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/972484569141340065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/972484569141340065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-acc-sister-prayers-for-her.html' title='Another ACC  sister. Prayers for her'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4387106394304358614</id><published>2008-11-19T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:09:09.500-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we all need your blessings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Movie Night</title><content type='html'>I went with friends from Church to Liane and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shane's&lt;/span&gt; office(big, big comfy office)to see the movie Expelled. It was a good movie. Sad to see people being punished for believing in creation as apposed to evolution. Our children cannot be taught about God. our creator It is very sad. Science Teachers who believe cannot talk or even debate their feelings on the subject of creation and evolution. Read your and science books and teach it, and that is that. . I will not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ruin&lt;/span&gt; it for those who want to see it. But, if you want to see a good movie.... rent it. Then tell me what ya think. Being with everyone from Church felt great. I actually felt the love tonight. There was sixteen of us. Pasta, pizza, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bread sticks&lt;/span&gt;, cookies, chips and we all still had room for big bags of popcorn. And I have to mention, they had nice comfy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;computer&lt;/span&gt; chairs for all of us. Not sure what he needs all the chairs for but, I was comfortable the whole night. I never found science in school interesting and parts of the movies were hard to follow, but it kept my attention. We talked about it after and things were brought down to me level. Considering how my day went today. The night turned out great! I woke up late. The dog was laying right next to me (which he never does!) and I thought it was Keith, so I woke up late. Shortly after he leaves for work, I get up to get the boys up. So I just thought it was not time to get up and my alarm did not go off. Finally at about 7:30, I realized Keith was gone, max was my bed partner and I was late getting up! Rush, rush in the morning. Then at work I had a busy day. Well, busy for me. My friend Joy would laugh at my 3 1/2 workday. But to me... it was a busy day,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. But I did see some beautiful newborn babies, they always bring smiles to me face. I was able to hold them all. Then kids home, homework, cleaning, and rush to get Tyler to hockey before heading out to the movie. It felt great relaxing after all of that. I even past out Avon books to the ladies there. I have some more customers, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;yaeeeeee&lt;/span&gt;. I would love to have this venture take off for me. Avon had donated so much to breast cancer cause, so this may be my calling. I also expressed my feelings and lost a friend today. How I really feel, and just about my hurt feelings. I have starting keeping a pad of paper on my dresser with "my feelings," Keith has a problem hearing "how I feel". So I express to him on paper. Instead of writing the same thing over and over, month after month, I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to just keep it handy and just add when I need to. With this friend we talked about it but, same type of thing..... change it around. She thought I was offended about things and it was not that at all! It was about my feelings being hurt by her many times. I am sorry she feels the way she does, and I will still pray for her.Pigging out a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chan's&lt;/span&gt;, I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;surly&lt;/span&gt; miss. It has been a "roller coaster day" . I will also have my friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Marcie's&lt;/span&gt; family in my prayers. I complain about Keith only working 40 hours because of his hours being cut, and her husband lost his job today. I need to thank the Lord Keith is fortunate to still have a job. Marcie has always been a hard worker so, she will be helping support the family &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; he finds another job. God Bless Her. I know she can do it. Michelle also told us tonight at the movie that she will be losing her job. Wow, so many people are having hard times. I have lots to be thankful for. Well, unless I get to bed now, I may be waking up late again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. Liane is coming over in the morning. I get to pay my medical bills, thanks to Diane, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; Life Insurance and my church family and everyone who contributed, I have over 1500.00 to spend. What a blessing this has been. You really find out what "true friendship" is all about. The people in your life who are there when you really need them.I love them all. I will keep them all close. Good Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4387106394304358614?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4387106394304358614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4387106394304358614' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4387106394304358614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4387106394304358614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-night.html' title='Movie Night'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4203937823451011495</id><published>2008-11-18T19:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:43:15.192-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;It has been a rough week. I have been having a real hard time with PMS these last few week. I just get so so emotional. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;deciede&lt;/span&gt; that I will start taking my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zanax&lt;/span&gt; every day. I need something to keep me calm. I get very upset and seem angry during this time. Things are all good now but wow, tough week and a half. I went for another pump-up today. I have to say again...I HAVE CLEAVAGE. I guess when I think of this journey, that is one of the things I have gained. My boobs had always been so saggy. So I am excited about that. I really need to start looking up and not being so negative. I have not been going to Church &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt; because of work and the boys hockey and I sure can tell. I need to "get fed". I have one more Sunday of work and then I should be able to start going again. My life seems less stressful when I am attending Church. I will have one more pump-up and then I will heal and have my implants put in around the end of December. Thanks to my friend Molly. She has been so helpful to me. I mentioned before, she had the same type of cancer as I. She helps me to know what to expect since has already "been there,done that". She is on the last procedure.... getting a new nipple. Good Luck to her, xxx. I am so glad she is in my life. I look up to her and she is my cancer sister. I get advice from her often. My nerve pain in under control except when I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PMSing&lt;/span&gt; It finally is calming down and not hurting so much today. My doctor advised to double up on my pills during those few weeks, when it really seems to bother me.  Seems to work somewhat. My middle son Jared, he is 8,Keith and I went to a Red Wings game last night . Poor Tyler is had to stay home due to the flu. Jared played a game at the Joe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Louis&lt;/span&gt; rink, before the wings played. He scored the first goal, 4 minutes into the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;period&lt;/span&gt;.!  And our team won 3-1. Jared met the owner of the Wings and got a puck signed from Osgood, a shirt that says "I played hockey Joe" puck from his coach with his goal information on it and some other goodies. After his game the team went and had some dinner, then we all stayed for the Wings game. The coaches picked four kids names out of a hat, and they got to have a shoot out during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;intermission&lt;/span&gt; with the team we played earlier. Jared was not one of the four, but he did not mind. He rooted his teammates on.  It brought back memories for me because we did the same thing with my older son David. He was picked for the  shootout. My sons will have that memory forever.  The game was exciting. The wings won the game. It was a great night out. I also have our annual hockey bowling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;fundraiser&lt;/span&gt; coming up soon. That is always a good time. Keith and I do not get to spend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of time alone together so I cannot wait for that. Hopefully I will be able to bowl. I need to ask my Doctor about that next week. I never really thought about it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;untill&lt;/span&gt; this moment, I may not even be able to bowl. If not I still will go. The parents on the team are a great group of people.I will admit... hockey does take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of our time and money but, my boys are worth it. We love the sport and the boys love to play. And of course, they are all great players, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Tyler leads his team in goals and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Jared's&lt;/span&gt; team has won all six games they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; played. I missed the last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt; because of my health but Jared team is planning on going to Great Wolf Lodge soon. That place is fun.I will be able to wear my bathing suit and not have to worry about my sagging boobs, he he he. So live is looking up for me. My birthday is on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/span&gt; this year. I have so much to be thankful for. I am alive and a cancer survivor now. That seems weird to say. But Molly says so! I had a comment from a lady named Angie. Not sure how she found me, but so glad she is reading my blog. Angie has two beautiful girls and one has just been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;diagnosed&lt;/span&gt; with autism. You will be in my prayers. And thanks for the prayers back. The Lord gives us these challenges. Trust in him. The time will come someday and he will tell us "why". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Until&lt;/span&gt; then, I just thank him for life,family, friendship and love. Of course that devil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; to get me but, I need to send him on his way. I love the Lord and I am following his word.Busy day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; at work. I have six babies to photograph. Better get to bed it is late. Love and kisses to all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4203937823451011495?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4203937823451011495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4203937823451011495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4203937823451011495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4203937823451011495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/11/emotional-week.html' title='Emotional week'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6370944169925093851</id><published>2008-11-07T20:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T21:13:37.122-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Prayer... Thanks Lord for the blessings I have had in my life.'/><title type='text'>Life is good</title><content type='html'>Wow, where to begin. I am healing well from my surgery. I have finally researched online about my nerve pain and found some helpful information. I read about the drug &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lyrica&lt;/span&gt;. I called my doctor and asked about a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;prescription&lt;/span&gt; for it since the pain pills he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;perscribed&lt;/span&gt; have not been working. My chest has been hurting so bad, and I  could not stand the pain anymore. One day on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lyrica&lt;/span&gt; and...........NO PAIN. It is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; gone. I feel great. I have cut way, way back on my pain pills. I thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; I will not even take them.  I go for my second pump-up on Tuesday. I Love Tuesdays.  I am wearing a sports bra now and I am loving it. My fundraiser ended on Thursday. Joy, Liane, Aunt Gail and Gina went to the home office for the potato lunch and the drawing. I loved their company. With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;every ones&lt;/span&gt; help, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; Life was able to collect 1,026.00 with half going to me and half going to a lucky  lady named Collette. Like I mentioned before, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; Life will also add 500.00 to my half. They had a Jewelery sale at the home office and the proceeds from that will be donated to me too. I feel so blessed to have so many people who care about me. Having this money will help &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tremendously&lt;/span&gt; with paying many of my doctor bills off. AMEN. Tonight I went with my friend Sue (Joy was suppose to go also, but she is home very sick. She was in my prayers tonight) to dinner and to a christian concert. The band was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Sanctus&lt;/span&gt; Real. If you have never heard their music, please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Utube&lt;/span&gt; them. They are awesome!!! Worshiping the Lord on a Friday night, life is good.  It was amazing to see so many young teenage kids there. I felt all night that the Lord was smiling down on the group. How nice to see so many kids that have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; their hearts to the Lord. It has been two hours and I still have the holy spirit in my heart. It feels &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; good. I hope anyone who reads my blog knows Jesus and has a personal relationship with  him. He loves all of us! I am still trying to figure out why he chose me to have cancer at such a young age. What is his purpose? I search for the reasoning daily. I do know that since my diagnosis, my life has slowed down. I do not party as much. I also lean on him often, which I know he loves. And I love worshipping him. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;relationship&lt;/span&gt; with Keith has improved big time. So I guess I do see the blessings. My Church friends have been a blessing too. Rob and Patty, they sent me a 100.00 check yesterday. They are such caring people. With the economy the way it is in Michigan, helping me financially......... that is true kindness. I know Patty has read my blog in the past so, if you are still checking in, Please know I Love You Guys.  Work has been going good. I have has lots of babies. They just lift my spirits ALWAYS. Hockey games for both boys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. I will be back after the games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6370944169925093851?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6370944169925093851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6370944169925093851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6370944169925093851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6370944169925093851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/11/life-is-good.html' title='Life is good'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7180313654326941851</id><published>2008-10-30T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T16:04:11.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELPING TO KEEP MY SPIRITS UP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;                                       WHAT CANCER CANNOT DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;                                               CANCER IS SO LIMITED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT CRIPPLE LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT SHATTER HOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT CORRODE FAITH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DESTROY&lt;/span&gt; PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT KILL FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT SUPPRESS MEMORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT SILENCE COURAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT INVADE THE SOUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT STEAL ETERNAL LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;IT CANNOT CONQUER THE SPIRIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7180313654326941851?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7180313654326941851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7180313654326941851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7180313654326941851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7180313654326941851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/helping-to-keep-my-spirits-up.html' title='HELPING TO KEEP MY SPIRITS UP'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1178528345914925586</id><published>2008-10-30T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T15:59:05.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing slowley</title><content type='html'>Today I was quite tired. I got the kids off to school and slept most of the day. The pain seems to be better. My fundraiser has been coming along great. Keith has been selling tickets at his work for me for the last week. He sold 180.00. Such a good husband! I do not have many friends so with his help I was able to help out. A friend today bought 40.00 worth and told Keith to just put my name on them all! God Bless Him! Everyone at his work has been so generous. It is a good feeling knowing that we have many people who care about me are willing to help us. Keith has worked with these guys for many years and they are like brothers to him. I cannot wait to pay some of my medical bills off, less stress for me and Keith. When I get stressed, everyone in the house suffers. I have been feeling upbeat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;. Just knowing that my reconstruction is on it's way.... helps. Halloween is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. I will be staying home and handing out the candy. I hear the weather is suppose to be in the 60"s. That will be nice for the kids. Our friends Sue and Roger invited us to a Halloween Party Saturday night. If I am feeling better we may go for a bit. I cannot wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; to remove the bandages and tape from my chest. It is so uncomfortable. I am curious to see what I look like. I feel so swollen but, I guess that is expected. I will not be seeing Dr. Ali for two weeks. That will give me time to heal before I start my pump-ups. After my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; were put in he did pump me up. Keith said That Dr. Ali put 250cc in one side and 200cc in the other.  I do know that this time I will take it slow. I do not want any problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1178528345914925586?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1178528345914925586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1178528345914925586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1178528345914925586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1178528345914925586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/healing-slowley.html' title='Healing slowley'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6697139642376072675</id><published>2008-10-29T15:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:59:56.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life is looking up.</title><content type='html'>Just a quick post while Keith is at the grocery store. He did the shopping for me. I like it when he shops, but he always seems to spend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of money. I thank the Lord for keeping him busy at work. He is still on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CNC&lt;/span&gt; machines and working overtime again this week. He is driving to Grand Haven again on Friday for work, too. I worry about him driving there and back in one day, since it is a three and a half hour drive, but he does not mind. He has been busy cleaning a deer these last few days. His friend Dave got and deer and he is sharing it with us. We like venison and since groceries are so expensive the meat with be nice. Joy called to see how my surgery went. She is so kind. I hope she knows how much I appreciate all she does for me. Now that the wedding is over she can relax a bit. I know she has been so busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6697139642376072675?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6697139642376072675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6697139642376072675' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6697139642376072675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6697139642376072675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/just-quick-post-while-keith-is-at.html' title='Life is looking up.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1049222456405182795</id><published>2008-10-29T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:35:48.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cleavage, not much...but on my way!</title><content type='html'>I went for surgery yesterday. I finally got my tissue expander put back on. My doctor even pumped me up so....... I have "a tiny bit' of boob now, and some cleavage. I do not look so flat and sunken in. Dr. Ali said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt; went great.My friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; gave me a tip. Keep putting lotion on my incisions and that will help stretch the skin easier. So since I had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt;  taken out, in September, I have been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;faithfully&lt;/span&gt; using my lotion. Hopefully, I will stretch fast so that I can get my implants put in and be done with it. I have not been smoking this past month (besides 3 days). I am still proud of myself. That should help with any complications.I am in a bit of pain, but my pain pills help and I have been relaxing all day today.  I am looking forward to getting my weekly pump-ups. That seemed to keep my spirits up. I did meet a nurse at the hospital that had breat cancer too. Seems like it is everywhere. October is almost over. I never really thought of it as "Brest Cancer Awareness Month" untill my diagnosis. I will admit... I am gonna miss October.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1049222456405182795?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1049222456405182795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1049222456405182795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1049222456405182795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1049222456405182795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/cleavage-not-muchbut-on-my-way.html' title='cleavage, not much...but on my way!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6136118470155236790</id><published>2008-10-29T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:17:14.499-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indiana Trip</title><content type='html'>I had a busy weekend. Headed to Indiana on Friday. I had been looking forward to having a weekend to spend with my friends and being with Joy and her daughter on her wedding day . I rode with Karen, Sue and her husband Marv. The wedding  was very nice. Stephanie looked beautiful,. Joy looked very nice too (she always does!) All day on Saturday my chest felt painless. I think God was looking over me. I had a great day. Weddings always make me cry, so I did have a few tears. I did some dancing at the reception. I do remember as they were playing a slow song, wishing Keith was with me. The food was great too.  At our hotel, Marve made us breakfast one morning, since we both has kitchenettes in our room. I feel much more relaxed now that I have had 2 weekends by myself, with no kids. I needed this time. I actually, almost, went all weekend without thinking about cancer. It seems to always be on my mind. I hope as time goes on, I will get back to living my life without that on my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6136118470155236790?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6136118470155236790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6136118470155236790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6136118470155236790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6136118470155236790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/indiana-trip.html' title='Indiana Trip'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6062125387763206541</id><published>2008-10-21T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T14:40:35.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overtime helps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well things are finally looking up for Keith at work. He is on overtime still.The extra money is nice. The only downfall, they want him to work Saturday, and I am not going to be here. I will be in Indiana. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; my older son David will babysit. But the good thing, now I do not need to stress so much about the bills. My fundraiser has started too. I have so many great friends and family selling tickets to help make this fundraiser a success. I even have people that I do not even know from my life insurance company selling them too. I am excited about that. Being able to pay my medical bills off will be a blessing. Thanks to all ( Keith,Liane, Brenda, Michelle, Hilary, Diane, My Aunt Gail, my boys, and all the people I do not even know) who are selling the tickets and helping to make my life less stressful. I appreciate all they are doing for me. I hope to someday to return the gesture and help someone who is in need. My life has been a roller coaster since my diagnosis. Today has been a good day. My chest felt pretty good and my stress level stayed low. I did spend time with Liane and friends from Church on Saturday. Her band played downtown for a party the Bridge Builders put on. They provided all kinds of free food and lots of booths to just browse around and look at things the city does for people who are less fortunate. Makes me count my blessings for sure. Some people have it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; worse than I do. Surgery day is closing in. I am a bit nervous . I hope I will not need to have drain tubes in again. Those are a pain. I want to get better soon so I can go back to work. My doctor assures me that I will only need one week off. I pray he is right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6062125387763206541?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6062125387763206541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6062125387763206541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6062125387763206541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6062125387763206541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/overtime-helps.html' title='Overtime helps'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3190780878618495178</id><published>2008-10-15T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T10:14:28.566-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord Bless all my friends and family.'/><title type='text'>A weekend alone??? how will I manage?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I find myself reading a beautiful card that Stu sent me, he goes to my Church. He mentions "to pay attention to what you are thinking about". I find myself often thinking the wrong things. His card has helped during rough times. Reminding me to think positive. I am still struggling with these scared, sad, weird feelings. I am still in pain daily, and it is hard &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;to think about it, but I am trying my best. My cancer doc. told me the pain is from all my nerves being cut in my breasts from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;masectomy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and it will eventually go away. I just hope is it sooner than later. I will be heading back in for surgery, to get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; put back in, in two weeks. Then it is back to my weekly pump-ups. Hopefully once I heal from being cut open, time #4, and start getting the pump-ups, I will start feeling normal again. I cannot stand looking at my flat, sunken in chest. I am droopy on one side from the pump -ups before. I did get a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mastectomy&lt;/span&gt; bras and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prosthesis&lt;/span&gt;, but they are uncomfortable because my sides are still swollen and tender, so I just go bra-less, it looks so flat but as least I am more comfortable that way. I have been very moody and just plain hard to get along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lately&lt;/span&gt;. I feel bad for my family, but hopefully some day they will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt;. This "Journey" in my life has been tough, and it is not over yet! I will be spending time alone for 4 days this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;, though. I have been doing laundry for the past couple of hours. I am helping my husband and sons get packed for a hockey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tournament&lt;/span&gt; up in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; St. Marie. My middle son (Tyler) is playing and Keith is taking Jared ( my youngest) with him too. Jared loves to go to the hotels for the swimming and fun. I decided awhile back that I would stay home this time, to have some alone time. I do have to work on Friday and Sunday and I did not think I would be up for the long drive at this time, about 5 1/2 hours from home.As the weekend is approaching I am feeling kinda sad. I love heading out of town for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tournaments&lt;/span&gt;. Eating out all weekend, watching Tyler play hockey and no cleaning is fun, fun, fun! I just have to remember that there will be more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tournaments&lt;/span&gt; to come. Hopefully I will be feeling better for the next one. In the meantime, I will focus on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;relieving&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying the time alone, I do not get that very often. In fact, I cannot remember the last time I had a whole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;day to&lt;/span&gt; myself, let alone four days. I need to enjoy myself. This will help me get back on track with my "non smoking" too. I had a set back last week and I had a few days that I smoked. I am on day two of trying &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt; to quit. Having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;through&lt;/span&gt; Sunday to myself will help. I am going to a breast cancer luncheon on Saturday. That will be a nice time. My life insurance lady, Diane, (she also goes to my Church), announced last Sunday that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Women's&lt;/span&gt; Life Insurance has offered to have a 50-50 fundraiser for me, to help with my medical bills. And to top it off, they will match the donations up to 500.00. I think that is so wonderful. She is such a kind,caring lady. I appreciate that she brought my situation up at the club meeting. I have many medical bills that I am making monthly payments on, so it will be nice to pay some of them off, less stress is good!Diane also makes sure I get my insurance payments in. She will call and remind me If I am late. I just love that about her. I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;surely&lt;/span&gt; been blessed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; her as my agent and friend from Church. It looks like Keith may be back up on hours, for the time being. That is a good feeling. He is working up front, on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;CNC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; machines. I need to realize that God will take care of us and not get myself so worked up when times are tight. I should be fortunate that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt; and I both have jobs. Times are tight for many people now. I have been working more hours at work. Lots of babies being born. I often think.... to have the life of a baby, no worries at all. My job brings a smile to my face often. but then again, I am only there part time. I will be going to a work meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; night. It is out of town so, I will car pool with my partner at work, Sharon. The company will be feeding us dinner (Olive Garden, Yum). I got a nice comment from a women who has this same rare cancer. Her name is Kristina and she read my blog and was kind enough to give me great advice about chemo. Pretty much the same think Molly has been telling me. I look forward to hearing from her again. I finally got on to the site where there are message boards on this rare cancer. I have been trying for awhile. For some reason I was having trouble, but I am good to go now. I do not feel so alone now. I will be able to read stories from other women, going through the same thing I am and also get advice. I will spend some time this weekend reading the posts again. Thanks to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ACC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sister, Molly for informing me about the site. And thanks to Kristina for her concern for me. It means so much to me.My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;decision&lt;/span&gt; is made.... no chemo for me. Now, to have peace with my decision. I just pray it never ever comes back.My friend Joy is on my heart, like she is often. She had a birthday recently. She is 49 and looking great.Unlike her, I did not make a special trip to her home to give her her gift (she always brings mine to my house) I will give it to her next weekend. I hope she understands,I know she understands! I talk to her often about my problems. She pretty much knows my life story. I laugh often because she reminds me of something that has happened in my life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. Good thing I got her around, what a great friend. She know times have been rough for me these last few weeks. I did get another beautiful card from her, reminding me to focus on our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Creator&lt;/span&gt;.I hate to repeat myself, but, I am so lucky to have a friend like her in my life. I can count on her for anything! I know I mentioned it before but, I cannot wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; next weekend. Her daughter is getting married. It will be a beautiful wedding.I keep Joy's sister in my prayers often too, she battling cancer and does not have much time to live. Seems that cancer is everywhere. The wonderful thing, if there is anything wonderful about cancer, sickness and death,... she is a Christian. God has her home all prepared! This women has the peace that I long for.Joys mom is doing much better now too, she was in the hospital again and now has been put on a feeding tube. She is one strong lady. And Joy has been helping take care of her so that she is able to stay in her home during her older years. One thing about Joy, she has a heart of gold and she cares! I did watch the debates tonight... I will not say who I am voting for. I just hope The Lord &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;guides&lt;/span&gt; whoever wins, we sure need his help. Times are only gonna get worse before it gets better. This is Breast Cancer Awareness Month, I hope all my friends are getting their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mamograms&lt;/span&gt;. I remind my friend Sue often to make her appointment. She gets annoyed at me sometimes but, oh well. I care about her.I need to get to bed. but I will be back &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3190780878618495178?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3190780878618495178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3190780878618495178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3190780878618495178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3190780878618495178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/weekend-alone-how-will-i-manage.html' title='A weekend alone??? how will I manage?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1079624135687265842</id><published>2008-10-01T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T05:30:39.920-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Help me Lord... I bring it to you'/><title type='text'>sleepless night</title><content type='html'>I did not get much sleep last night. I am concerned about my chemo and making the right decision. I thought about it all night. I actually have three &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;opinions&lt;/span&gt;, not just two. The first is from my oncologist.... my choice, with a 10% increase in my cure rate if I do the chemo. I have a 80% cure rate as of now and can improve it to 90%, the second is from my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;surgeon&lt;/span&gt;.... I was brought up in the "board meeting" with 3 oncologists and a few surgeons and doctors.... they recommend I do chemo since like I said last night, it is a systematic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt; and it could have spread already and the chemo will kill any cells still in my body. But my question is ... Does it kill it? my mom did chemo and the cancer still came back! Many people do chemo and get cancer again. But then, I feel once they cut ya open it spreads anyway, not sure if that is the way to look at things. And then I have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; of my second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opinion&lt;/span&gt; doctor ( which is a much bigger hospital.. St &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Joe's&lt;/span&gt; Medical Center) and that oncologist feels that chemo does not respond to this type of cancer. And then there is my friend Molly... her doctor feels that chemo does not work either... So now what????  Hopefully when I go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Karmos&lt;/span&gt; Cancer Center someone there will have experience with this type, (non of my doctors so far have had experience with it!) I need to make a decision.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1079624135687265842?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1079624135687265842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1079624135687265842' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1079624135687265842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1079624135687265842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/10/sleepless-night.html' title='sleepless night'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1184168244601335520</id><published>2008-09-30T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:53:42.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>second guessing myself</title><content type='html'>I just had to blog for a quick minute. I have been so busy with the boys and hockey games ,and I am back to work and have been busy with the babies that I have not had time to even get online. I went to see my surgeon today. I wanted his opinion on this chemo option. He did feel that he got all my cancer but at the "board meeting" the doctors felt I should do chemo. He said that cancer is a systematic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;. I could have cancer cells still inside me somewhere. He again said this type is not so "cut and dry" and it is my decision. Why do I second guess myself. I thought I had my mind made up. But then again, I think to myself "I went as far as to have BOTH my breasts removed and I would be upset if I did not do chemo and I end up getting cancer again, when I could have killed any cells that might still be inside of me now." I am again so so confused. This has to be the most hardest decision I have ever had to make. I am asking to God to give me an answer but so far I am getting no help. I do not want to worry anymore. I am still leaning toward NO CHEMO, but I am going to make an appointment at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Karmos&lt;/span&gt; Cancer Center and get their opinion. I need another doctor to assure me that chemo does not work on my type of breast cancer. I do not understand why I am getting two different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opinions&lt;/span&gt;. I will try not to get all stressed out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1184168244601335520?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1184168244601335520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1184168244601335520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1184168244601335520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1184168244601335520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/second-guessing-myself.html' title='second guessing myself'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3975571124012011457</id><published>2008-09-22T14:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T16:02:53.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>making the right choice for me</title><content type='html'>I had a long tough weekend considering the decision I  had to make about my chemo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;therapy&lt;/span&gt;. I went to  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tyler's&lt;/span&gt; hockey game on Saturday, we won 5-1. This was the second game of this season. Tyler had 4 goals. I see he has not lost his touch, last season he finished with 99 goals. It felt so good getting out of the house and enjoying the day, letting go of my problems and having some excitement. Church on Sunday was quite emotional.  Seems I have been letting the tears roll, but I sure feel good when I leave. I have decided that having an 80% chance that my cancer is &lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt; is a good thing! The 10% increase in my cure rate if I do chemo, is not worth the sickness of chemo to me. My cancer doctors nurse called me today, and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opinon&lt;/span&gt; is that my cure rate increase 10% with chemo but he had no proven fact on that. That is just  his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;opinon&lt;/span&gt;. My second &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;opinon&lt;/span&gt; doctor took my case to the "tumor board" when I was first diagnosed ( I talked about that early on in my blogging). The oncologist on the team felt that my type of cancer does not respond to chemo. All that I have read, it seems that way, and my cancer sister, Molly, was told that by her doctor too. I did not hear from my surgeon today, but I am positive his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;opinon&lt;/span&gt; was the same, chemo will not have a response. And considering that I would still have a 10% percent chance of it coming back even if I do the chemo, I will leave it up to God. I want to move on with my life, and put it in his hands. He has the plan and I cannot stress about it anymore. I will pray that it does not come back, but if it does... I will deal with it then. I had lots of advice from friends and family that I love dearly, and they helped me make my decision. After talking with my husband we decided that "if it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt;"t broke, then do not fix it" My cancer doctor said my condition is one of those where the choice had to be mine. He cannot tell me I need chemo,like he does with some of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;paitents&lt;/span&gt;. I wish it was that easy. I have been fine with what the doctors felt was the best for me up to this point, but of course it cannot be that easy. Since my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;diagnosis&lt;/span&gt;, nothing has been easy.  It has been a struggle, but I made it this far. Things need to improve for me. I am feeling better mentally and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;physically, prayer really does help.&lt;/span&gt; I went back to work today. No pictures to take, but there are lots of babies for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. I am working for Jody because she is sick and cannot work. It felt good being back to work. I also went and got sized for my new bras and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;prosthesis&lt;/span&gt;. I will get four of them... two nude, one black and one white. They fit real nice. Considering I have been walking around &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bras less&lt;/span&gt; and flat, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; the new bras lifted my spirits a bunch, and my chest,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. I also got invited to a breast cancer luncheon that is coming up soon at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Yacht&lt;/span&gt; Club. Liane will be joining me. From what I have been told it will be a nice time.  I could sit here and blog for hours, but kids need baths and then homework time. I will keep my friend Joy in my prayers tonight. Her mom is still in the hospital and her sister is dealing with cancer too. Life for her has been tough this last year, so I ask God to give her some peace tonight as she sleeps. I look forward to spending time with her when we go to Indiana for her daughters wedding.  &lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3975571124012011457?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3975571124012011457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3975571124012011457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3975571124012011457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3975571124012011457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/making-right-choice-for-me.html' title='making the right choice for me'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6957227150037739857</id><published>2008-09-20T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:05:21.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mum</title><content type='html'>Well, I have had an emotional couple of weeks. I think I have been in a state of depression. Blogging has really kept my mind off all my health issues and even that has become "not fun" to me. I did lots of praying last night and hopefully I will come out of this. I hate the way I feel. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Physical&lt;/span&gt; and emotional pain, decisions to make (My cancer doctor mentioned chemo, I was  always told this type of cancer I have does not respond to chemo, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; find out more on Monday), and just the stresses of my ever day life. I cannot handle it. But this morning I wake up and realize today would have been my mothers birthday. She would have been 64. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU MUM. I MISS YOU SO MUCH. These last 19 years sure went by fast. Seems like yesterday that I can hear her laugh on the phone, her steak dinners, my visit to Arizona to visit her, helping her pick out her casket and telling us "I want to be shown for three days!"( which we did and it was a good thing. My mom has so so many friends), watching her be carried into the house after her chemo treatments, rubbing her feet and telling  her how much I loved her and will miss her, and even her words to me "find a good Church and start going" Boy do I miss her. I can relate now to all she went through with her breast cancer. How much she suffered. I know she is looking down at me and she does not want me to be in all this pain. So for her I will have a good day. I am going to watch Tyler play hockey. I will but on a happy face, after I take my pain pill, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. And enjoy the beautiful day. I will try to forget all my problems and enjoy life. I am alive and I will live for the moment. Thank you God I am alive and rest in peace mum. And, I did what you asked... I found an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; Church with wonderful, helpful friends and I quit smoking!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6957227150037739857?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6957227150037739857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6957227150037739857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6957227150037739857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6957227150037739857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/happy-birthday-mum.html' title='Happy Birthday Mum'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4070215211278110005</id><published>2008-09-09T20:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:53:33.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A short prayer</title><content type='html'>Just a short prayer before bed. Dear Lord, please keep Mrs Stein and Joys sister  close to your heart. Give them comfort and peace knowing you are there with them ,always. They all need your blessings. Please guide my son to make better choices. Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4070215211278110005?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4070215211278110005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4070215211278110005' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4070215211278110005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4070215211278110005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/short-prayer.html' title='A short prayer'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8278951785313175103</id><published>2008-09-09T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T20:35:11.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='giving back some'/><title type='text'>Returning the Kindness. On a Tuesday. Tuesdays are Great!</title><content type='html'>I did go to see Doc. Ali today and he removed my drain tubes. I feel like a new women. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Boob less&lt;/span&gt; again, but feeling good! I was just starting to get some breast and now...flat as a board, flatter then the initially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mastectomy&lt;/span&gt;, not a pretty site. I did have a nice long talk with Dr. Ali.  This was my first visit alone, Keith did not leave work to be with me. I can handle it by myself now. Doctor Ali again assured me that all will work out (easy for him to say, but I go with it) .In a few days I will get fitted for my special bras and get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prosthesis&lt;/span&gt; to go in my bras. So under clothing I will look somewhat normal. Because I sure do not look normal right now. I try not to look at my chest too much it brings me down. I should be feeling great for my trip to Indiana though, for Joys daughters wedding, next month. Dr Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;agreed&lt;/span&gt; to wait &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I come back to cut me open again, to put the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; back in. Amen. I also can go back to work next week. Things are looking up. I Hope they are still going to take me back. My boss never called me back today. Something else I would like to share.....Since I was diagnosed with breast cancer I have been able to see the kindness in peoples hearts. My family, friends,my new friends I have met online, and even people at Keith's work  have really amazed me. I am still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;receiving&lt;/span&gt; kindness and friendship as I write. They have all did more for me than I had expected. I have kinda been getting spoiled a bit! I have been on the receiving end for the last few months for sure! I know first hand what a great feeling it is knowing people are kind enough to want to be there to support me, and help me in many different ways. Today I got to return the good deeds. Keith's long time friends (Mike and Roger), their mother, was in the hospital on Life Support last week. Her sugar dropped to life &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; status. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; that she pulled through it, Thank God. But then, this week she returned to the hospital only to be told she had a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aneurysm&lt;/span&gt; in her heart. She again made it through again. She was on my heart last night, so today after my doctors appointment I took a ride to the hospital to visit her. I have known Mrs Stein for as long as I have known Keith, (23 years). I always enjoyed our talks when I would see her. She is like me, she loves to talk. I just went for a short half hour visit but, I did not realize the impact I would have on her and her husband, Mr. Stein (Paul).Mike called me to tell me how much she appreciated me coming up to see her. She was so happy, he said, after I left. Mrs. Stein was so worried about me, so I was able to show her I was fine, (gotta be). We had a nice visit, did lots of catching up,  I prayed with them and even invited them to my Church. Of course I invite all my family and friends I love and care about to come fellowship with me. I get FED big time at my Church. If you have never attended Blessed Hope, it is unexplainable. It took me some time of attending to really appreciate what I was hearing, but I can  say now...... I Love it. Sometimes what I hear is not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; what I want to hear, but I need it, it is Gods word and it helps me to try my best to be a better person. I understand what my friend Liane always said..... she  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;trys&lt;/span&gt; her best not to do things that she knows would not make Jesus happy, she does not want to let him down. She is aware of that always! I understand it now! So I try and try to make him happy and do my best. I am aware. Today I felt My Lord's" presence. Like he was smiling down at me. I let Mr and Mrs Stein know I really would like to help in any way I can. Mr Stein actually got chocked up and said how much he loved his wife (so sweet) and did not want to lose her. I have lots of free time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; I go back to work, so hopefully I can be helpful in some way to them. In our talk, I was able to explain to them that my "faith" keeps me  strong, even though I have the "C" word,  And I told her I  thank God for the peace he has given me through this whole experience. And I think he wants to keep her around for a bit longer. Her family relies on her so very much, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.  She laughed at that comment. I went on my way home after our visit.. In the car ride home I did pray that God  show me how to be more understanding with  my husband. Something about having cancer, It makes me want 150% of Keith's time. Like 90% is not enough for me! I know "My Lord" is sometimes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;disappointed&lt;/span&gt; in me and I am working on that. Today made me realize that in the blink of an eye..... The one you love could be gone.It was a wake up call for me. It did feel great being on the giving end this day.Thanks to all my family (especially Keith and all of his help) and my friends (especially Joy, she has that special "giving" heart), I was able to give back a bit of what has been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;given&lt;/span&gt; to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8278951785313175103?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8278951785313175103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8278951785313175103' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8278951785313175103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8278951785313175103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/returning-kindness-on-tuesday-tuesdays.html' title='Returning the Kindness. On a Tuesday. Tuesdays are Great!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4872621456729484437</id><published>2008-09-06T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:18:37.359-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home alone'/><title type='text'>I can do it</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to brag one more time......I AM A NON SMOKER!!!!!!!!! Thanks to my sister, I was able to get the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chantix&lt;/span&gt; pill, she used it and it worked for her, Amen. It really does make you not think about smoking. The first week was so easy, now I am thinking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;cigarettes&lt;/span&gt; again! I have been doing lots of praying and reading my non smoking book from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Brenda&lt;/span&gt;. I can and will do this. I think I will drink a glass of wine. And just relax. I love my friends and family!!!!!! Keith woke up today and did four loads of laundry, made breakfast, loaded the dishwater, ran it, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;emptied&lt;/span&gt; it and reloaded it, and now he is off to off -ice hockey practice. Thanks to Joy for the nice card, and books for me, and Keith"s card(keep his coming) he was a cleaning machine this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;morining&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt; Hope you called the doc. I do not need anymore stress!!! Remember to pray for Molly and her results on the check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt;. Neither one of us need any more bad news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4872621456729484437?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4872621456729484437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4872621456729484437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4872621456729484437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4872621456729484437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-can-do-it.html' title='I can do it'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7214201513532190670</id><published>2008-09-05T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T08:57:49.551-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='This poem is from Patty. She assures me &quot;you are His tapestry and He loves you very much...as do so many of us.&quot;'/><title type='text'>THE WEAVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;My life is but a weaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;between my God and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;I do not choose the colors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;worketh&lt;/span&gt; steadily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Often times he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;weaveth&lt;/span&gt; sorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;And I in foolish pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Forget He sees the upper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;And I, the under side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Not till the loom is silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;And shuttles cease to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;Will God unroll the purpose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;And explain the reason why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;The dark threads are as needful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;in the skillful Weavers hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;As the threads of gold and silver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;In the pattern he has planned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7214201513532190670?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7214201513532190670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7214201513532190670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7214201513532190670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7214201513532190670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/weaver.html' title='THE WEAVER'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-1592132891185123129</id><published>2008-09-05T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:15:34.584-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One less sin for me'/><title type='text'>Another Day, Another Breath</title><content type='html'>I AM A NON SMOKER!!!! I almost had a set back last night. Thanks to my friend Brenda and the awesome book she let me borrow.... The Easy Way To Quit by Allen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Carrs&lt;/span&gt;. I reread some of it and I WILL NOT LET THAT NASTY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CIGARETTE&lt;/span&gt; CONTROL MY LIFE ANY MORE. Anyone who is struggling to quit, I highly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;recommend&lt;/span&gt; this book. It is great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-1592132891185123129?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/1592132891185123129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=1592132891185123129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1592132891185123129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/1592132891185123129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-another-breath.html' title='Another Day, Another Breath'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-9212179847376625474</id><published>2008-09-05T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:03:58.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers for Molly</title><content type='html'>Please pray for Molly, ACC survivior. She has had a cough for a few weeks now and will be getting a chest x-ray today. I know she is nervous. I ask God to give her peace today and comfort her. Once you are diagnoised with cancer, every little ache or pain  gets you all worked up. I hope someday to not have to worry. But for now Molly and I can relate! Good Luck Molly!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-9212179847376625474?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/9212179847376625474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=9212179847376625474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/9212179847376625474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/9212179847376625474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/prayers-for-molly.html' title='Prayers for Molly'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-2228519081368364471</id><published>2008-09-04T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T09:03:34.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The sweetest blessing in life is friendship. Joy&apos;s mom found this in her bible and Joy passed it down to me. The poem warms my heart.'/><title type='text'>TRAILS: PART OF HIS LOVING PLAN,</title><content type='html'>"&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;How Can A Good God Of Love, who has everything in His control, let such a thing happen to me?" So asked a young women who had received severe injuries through a fall from a horse. "Crippled for life," she overheard the doctor say.&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was silent for a moment. "Did you suffer much pain when they put on the cast?&lt;br /&gt;"The pain was terrible," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Where was your father then?"&lt;br /&gt;"He stood right by me," she replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Did your father allow the doctor to hurt you that way?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, but that was necessary."&lt;br /&gt;"Did your father allow the doctor to hurt you &lt;em&gt;even&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;though&lt;/em&gt; he loved you, or&lt;em&gt; because&lt;/em&gt; he loved&lt;br /&gt;you?"&lt;br /&gt;"You mean to suggest that &lt;em&gt;because&lt;/em&gt; God loves me,&lt;br /&gt;He also allowed me to be hurt?"&lt;br /&gt;The pastor answered with a nod, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This thing&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is from me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;."&lt;/strong&gt; Let these five words from 1Kings 12:24 comfort you. They will furnish a silver lining to the cloud. Yours is not a case of "hard luck." This trial was planned by God."&lt;br /&gt;If you are His Child, He is preparing you for better service. Shakespeare said, "in sickness, let me not so much say, "Am I getting better &lt;em&gt;of m&lt;/em&gt;y pain?" but, "am I getting better for &lt;em&gt;it&lt;/em&gt;? "&lt;br /&gt;Let us not say, "When will I be getting out of this?' but, "What will I be getting out of this?'&lt;br /&gt;HE WILL DRAW YOU CLOSER TO HIM, THROUGH THIS TRIAL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-2228519081368364471?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/2228519081368364471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=2228519081368364471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2228519081368364471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/2228519081368364471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/trails-part-of-his-loving-plan-poem.html' title='TRAILS: PART OF HIS LOVING PLAN,'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5269273304963538007</id><published>2008-09-04T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T17:08:54.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'>quiet day today</title><content type='html'>I am quite sore today. My drain tubes hurt. I do not remember them being this painful. On the good side, only five more days till Tuesday. Hopefully Dr. Ali will take them out then. My breasts (or what was my breasts)look so ugly, I am all stitched up and flat as a board. I cryed a bit today. But, it will take time. All will be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5269273304963538007?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5269273304963538007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5269273304963538007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5269273304963538007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5269273304963538007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/quiet-day-today.html' title='quiet day today'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-780116948388432611</id><published>2008-09-02T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T16:56:11.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='not for weak tummies'/><title type='text'>To The Operating Room Again</title><content type='html'>I went to see my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;plastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; surgeon today, Dr. Ali. Boy, I just count down the days &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; Tuesdays, (doctor day). Hopefully as time goes on will not be so obsessed with seeing my doctors. Keith came with me, like he has since day one. His work has been great about him leaving work to be with me, having time off and sometimes not coming in at all. But the paychecks do stink! I really need him with me though for support, and my second pair of ears. Retaining the information seem hard to me, at times. That is one of the reasons I am blogging now. I will never ever forget this Journey. Every step of the way. Keith had a nice talk with his boss and foreman this morning before he left to come pick me up. They assured him that that if he needs anything, let them know, they will help. His boss Chuck's wife has cancer also, so he fully understands the emotional toll it can take on a family and how time consuming all the appointments can be. I said a prayer him and his family again. Keith has worked there for (I think) 19 years. Most of the guys that work there have been there for years and they are like brothers. Good times and some bad, but all in all,he likes his job. When Doctor Ali saw my incisions and how terrible they looked. He sent me for outpatient surgery within the hour. I was not expecting that. Here we go again. Getting prepped, IV, questions,nervous, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;comfortably&lt;/span&gt; wrapped in warm blankets,hungry, yes hungry,and thankful to be alive. "breathe deep" they said.... one. two, I was out. Doctor Ali removed my tissue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; from both sides and cut quite a bit of dead skin out of each breasts. They had a term for the procedure, but I do not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; the name of it. My luck, it cannot be just one breast giving me problems, it is both! He fixed me all up, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reassuring&lt;/span&gt; us that this was just a "minor setback" I did not have an infection so that was a blessing. But, I do have the drain tubes back in. Funny thing, I do not mind a bit. It is better than having to deal with fluid seeping out of my breasts whenever it wanted to, having to change my shirts often and changing my sheets. The drain tubes are "a piece of cake" this time around. This time Doctor Ali will let my body heal for six weeks and then put back in the tissue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; and begin the pump ups again. After struggling with trying to quit smoking since my diagnosis, I am officially a non smoker as of 2pm Friday the 29&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of Aug. Smoking is pathetic and it stinks!!!. I am not bummed that I cannot have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;cigarette&lt;/span&gt;, I am rejoicing that I AM A NON SMOKER, and God &lt;strong&gt;does&lt;/strong&gt; answer prayers. That should improve my health &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tremendously&lt;/span&gt;, along with taking things slower this time. I am a slow healer. I slept when I got home from the hospital and Keith and the boys went to hockey practice. The boys had school today. Summer vacation is over. Tyler is off to his first year in middle school, a six grader, all ready,and Jared is in third grade this year. My friend Molly is the Vice Principal at her school. Good Luck to her as a breast cancer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;survivor&lt;/span&gt; and dealing with all the children. I will say a prayer to God to keep her stress free. I have three sons and could not imagine of being in charge of so many children especially dealing with what we are dealing with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-780116948388432611?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/780116948388432611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=780116948388432611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/780116948388432611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/780116948388432611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-operating-room-again.html' title='To The Operating Room Again'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6844042548048208734</id><published>2008-08-31T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T13:47:11.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ready for the week.'/><title type='text'>I Love Sundays</title><content type='html'>We went to Church today. I look forward to Sundays. It is my time to get 'recharged" for the week. It is really keeping me focused on what is important in life. I am amazed how "My God" is working in my life. One example.... I was rearranging my bedroom last night. Something really awesome happened. I was looking through a plastic bin I had under my bed. It is filled with all kinds of stuff. I found my moms old Bible. I opened it up and........ It was right at Matthew 25. We had just read that chapter last week at Church! The Bible was split in half, right at that page. I feel he is just reminding me that he &lt;strong&gt;is &lt;/strong&gt;close and so is my mom. My mom knows first hand what I am going through. She was a Born Again Christian and I really never remember her depressed  or sad during her battle with breast cancer. I miss her so much and look forward to the day I will spend eternity with her!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6844042548048208734?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6844042548048208734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6844042548048208734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6844042548048208734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6844042548048208734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-sundays.html' title='I Love Sundays'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3586726016554028648</id><published>2008-08-31T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T14:10:10.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Trial?</title><content type='html'>Late Friday afternoon my incision on the the l&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;eft&lt;/span&gt; side split open even more. It was leaking a light colored blood. I had Keith put some surgical tape over it and it seemed to stop the leaking. Of course the doctors office was closed already. I quit putting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bactracin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my incisions. I am allergic to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;neosporin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and I am thinking I am allergic to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bactracin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Seems since I started putting that on my incisions they are looking worse (Dr. Ali told me to do that when I saw him on Tuesday to help soften up my scabs on my incisions) I was feeling pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;achy&lt;/span&gt; on Saturday, the day of Dawn and Dave's party. Chicken and Ribs were the main dish, we just needed to bring a dish to pass. The thought of food and getting out of the house.... sounded to good to turn down. My wonderful husband made my cheesy potatoes for me. He knew I was not feeling well. He went and bought all the ingredients and prepared the dish. I will admit, they tasted better than mine. He added a few "extras" to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;recipe&lt;/span&gt;, and added his "special touch." He is such a great cook. I tell him they are looking for the next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;food network&lt;/span&gt; star. He &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; go on the show. I put on a "happy face" and off we went. It was an hour drive to their house. By the time I got there I had soaked through my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ABD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; pad onto my shirt. Good thing I brought all my gauze, tape, and pads with me. Liane helped me change the pad and put new on. I had two shirts on so, I just removed the one and I was good to go. They had lots of good food. I ate and ate and ate! And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Keith's&lt;/span&gt; potatoes were gone quick! He has so many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;compliments&lt;/span&gt; on them. Of course he will not let me tell his "secret." That made his head swell a bit! About an hours later it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;happened&lt;/span&gt; again, this time both sides were leaking. The area I had stitched a few weeks ago is also leaking. Both sides have a white yucky look to them. Not sure what is going on. I wonder if maybe my drain tubes were removed to soon. I soaked through another pad. By this time Patty, (I named my blog after a card she sent me after my surgery, she is a friend from Church),arrived at the party and she looked at my incisions. She is a nurse so, I appreciated her advice. She helped me put new pads and more surgical tape on again! She also wrote down the "medical" lingo to help explain to my doctor if I feel the need to call him before Tuesday. Here is me at the party, it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; 80 degrees outside and I am covered on both sides with this thick padding and lots of tape. It was not comfortable at all. She thinks I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; get it cultured to check for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;infection&lt;/span&gt;. I will talk to Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about that on Tuesday. I am so blessed to have such great helpful friends. Thanks to Patty and Liane for their help. I talked to Joy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;earlier&lt;/span&gt; in the day before I left for the party, she always calms my nerves"go to the party and relax" she says. She has a poem about the "trials" in our life. I am looking forward to that. I have sure had my share these last few months. Can I ask God to turn his attention to someone else for a bit?. Liane's band "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;SweetWater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" played some great music. If I was only feeling better I would have danced, I told Joyce(another friend from Church) next time, we will &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;defiantly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; be up there shaking what we got. All my friends know I don't have much! he he he. It was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; time even with all my issues I was having. I ran out of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ABD&lt;/span&gt; pads by the end of the night so I used a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Kotex&lt;/span&gt; as my dressings for bed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kotex&lt;/span&gt; on my breasts, who would have thought. It worked great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3586726016554028648?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3586726016554028648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3586726016554028648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3586726016554028648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3586726016554028648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-trial.html' title='Another Trial?'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6180579790630219672</id><published>2008-08-28T17:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:20:22.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut Open AGAIN!</title><content type='html'>Well again bad news for me. I woke up last night with my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nightie&lt;/span&gt; full of blood. Now my other breast is not healing. I went to see Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he said I will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; have to get the same thing done with my left breast as the right (cut open and restitched) it is white and gooey looking, and it stings. Why do things also go wrong for me. I have always been a slow healer but this is getting ridiculous. Dr. Ali can do it right in the office like he did before. I was very pretty upset all day. Thanks God for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;zanax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! It did relax me. My good friend Joy talked me into going to a "Look Good, Feel Good Program". It is through our hospital, for breast cancer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;patients&lt;/span&gt;.I met lots of nice ladies. It feels nice knowing I am not alone. In fact, I am better off. All of the ladies I met have to have Chemo. I do not. Again, It makes me realize that there is always someone who is having more problems then me. We learned how to apply make-up. which we were able to take all of it home. We all got a nice gift bag with so so much make-up and cleanser. Then they showed the ladies all these wigs. They were trying them one. They all looked so nice. It was emotional for all of us.I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cryed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; right along with them. They wanted me to try one on but I was afraid I would look better with the wig on. After I left I thought... I should have did it, I could have came home with all my new make-up on and a new wig!! Keith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; would have loved that. I am so glad Joy talked me into going, I was feeling so depressed. I did not even want to go. I just put a big, big piece of gauze over my breast and off I went. Joy's sister went, she is a breast cancer survivor herself, and told her how much fun it was, she was was right. It picked my spirits up. I needed that. THANKS TO JOY AGAIN. I am glad I &lt;strong&gt;usually&lt;/strong&gt; listen to her advice.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And my friend Molly, she was right. We need a truck load supply of gauze! time to go and take a bath and bedtime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6180579790630219672?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6180579790630219672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6180579790630219672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6180579790630219672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6180579790630219672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/cut-open-again.html' title='Cut Open AGAIN!'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-9119055847553860502</id><published>2008-08-27T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T10:28:47.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went to my weekly (pump-up) yesterday. Dr. Ali again only pumped up my left breast. My right side is still healing from the stitches. He wants to take it slow. I look kinda funny, but all will work out in the end. In the next few weeks I am going to get fitted for a swim form bra. I guess it is like cones. It is hollow and as I get bigger I will fit into it, but in the mean time I will feel more comfortable. I will be able to where clothes and not look so uneven. I am excited about that. I was real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;achy&lt;/span&gt; all day yesterday. I just want the pain to go away. Some days are better than others but, it is depressing at times. I am such a slow healer.I talked to my son today, at least I know he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. KIDS! Do they ever grow up? I also had a nice talk with my Aunt Patsy, She lives in Arizona. We talked for quite awhile. We got caught up on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of things. It was a nice visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-9119055847553860502?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/9119055847553860502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=9119055847553860502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/9119055847553860502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/9119055847553860502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-went-to-my-weekly-pump-up-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4258675407076995764</id><published>2008-08-25T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T14:57:56.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>worrying today</title><content type='html'>Today has been a sad day. My oldest son keeps making bad choices after bad choices. As much as we try, nothing seems to work. I pray all the time for him. I have told him..... Find that "relationship" with the Lord. He would be surprised at how much better life can be. I think the stress has made me achey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4258675407076995764?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4258675407076995764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4258675407076995764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4258675407076995764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4258675407076995764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/troubled-times.html' title='worrying today'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6314028961596818044</id><published>2008-08-25T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:32:42.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt; and I had a great time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; night. After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stressing&lt;/span&gt; about not finding a babysitter, I finally got it all arranged. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to get a hotel room for the night. Keith"s friend at work, Steve, his wife Sue is the manager at the Holiday Inn. She was kind enough to give us the "friend and family"rate. It was a very nice room, with a KING size bed. We go to hotels at times for hockey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tournaments&lt;/span&gt;, but never get a king bed. Even though the  hotel was walking distance from our house, just being away from home felt great. I walked into the room and had the most beautiful bouquet of fresh cut flowers. Pretty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;orangish&lt;/span&gt;-yellow and deep purple flowers. Keith sure can pick the flowers. Roses are nice, but I love the fact that he always gets me the fresh cut. My friend Liane told me of a trick to make the flowers last. Seven- up instead of water. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tryed&lt;/span&gt; it. I will let ya know I had to put a ;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; of them for all to see. We also had a cookie bouquet from Sue. There was one of a bride and groom.. That was so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thoughtful&lt;/span&gt; of her. Keith and I went to the casino first, we lost. But we did come back with some of our money we took in. We did not lose it all! Then we went to eat at The Vintage Tavern for dinner. The food was great. A bit pricey, but I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;definanlty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will go back. It was well worth it . All my friends know how much I love to eat. Since I am still not healed all the way, dancing was out of the picture. We went and played cards for a bit then, back to the room. I have to say. I slept the best I have slept since my surgery. The bed was so comfortable. I woke up with no pain what-so-ever. Been a long time for that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tomorrow&lt;/span&gt; is doctor day. I love Tuesday's. I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; the stitches I had put in are ready to come out. If not, I will be happy getting a"pump-up" on that side. It has been two weeks of no pump up on that side and I sure look loop sided. I also have some concerns about my implants. I had assumed I would be getting saline implants but I am not. I am getting silicone. I do not know if i am comfortable with that kind.I know a friend &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;who's&lt;/span&gt; implant burst and she was so so sick for a long time. I have researched online but ... so many different opinions. I am so confused. Any help would be appreciated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6314028961596818044?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6314028961596818044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6314028961596818044' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6314028961596818044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6314028961596818044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-getaway.html' title='Our getaway'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-3579968801901459533</id><published>2008-08-22T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T14:42:08.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OUr date'/><title type='text'>Time away with no kids! whoooooo</title><content type='html'>Going to dinner and then to the casino with my husband. Wish me luck. My friend Joy is blogging now. I cannot wait to read it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-3579968801901459533?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/3579968801901459533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=3579968801901459533' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3579968801901459533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/3579968801901459533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/time-away-with-no-kids-whoooooo.html' title='Time away with no kids! whoooooo'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8800173451104133477</id><published>2008-08-20T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T10:33:16.720-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun and fellowship'/><title type='text'>They will know we are Christians by our Love</title><content type='html'>We will be going to a Labor Day Party at a Dave and Dawns (friends from Church). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Liane's&lt;/span&gt; band will be playing, food, and fellowship. I am so excited!!! Check back for the pictures. I will be making a point to get pictures of my Church family, and one of Liane and I. Liane is also in my support group and has been a friend for (about 30 years) She was my first best friend and continues to be close to my heart! She is so strong in her faith and I admire her. Liane is the type of friend who always calms my nerves. I love her to the moon and back. Everyone has been praying for me at Church. . What a great feeling. Thanks Pastor Shane for the great sermons!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8800173451104133477?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8800173451104133477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8800173451104133477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8800173451104133477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8800173451104133477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/they-will-know-we-are-christians-by-our.html' title='They will know we are Christians by our Love'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6220157893217823772</id><published>2008-08-20T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T19:23:03.388-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stephanie.. Another important person in my life'/><title type='text'>I am addicted to blogging...Thanks Molly</title><content type='html'>Yes, between cancer and blogging, I do not which one I think of the most. I am having a hard time sleeping tonight. Could be that I slept all day today. As I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lay&lt;/span&gt; in bed just thinking, I could not refrain from getting back online to blog again. I have blogged a bit about all my friends....with more to come. I totally forgot to include my friend Stephanie. She lives in Ohio now with her husband, daughter and grandson. She has been a friend for many years (30 years, I believe) Her being a breast cancer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;survivor&lt;/span&gt; herself, she is an inspiration to me. She has been a big support. Stephanie has been there, done that. So along with Molly, any question I have, she has helped to answer it for me. Thanks sister, for your calls, support, and concern for me. xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Godspeed.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6220157893217823772?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6220157893217823772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6220157893217823772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6220157893217823772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6220157893217823772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-addicted-to-bloggingthanks-molly.html' title='I am addicted to blogging...Thanks Molly'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7829393086778138166</id><published>2008-08-20T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T22:20:36.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aug. 20'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Our 20th Wedding Aniversary</title><content type='html'>Well today is my 20&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; anniversary. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Unfortunately&lt;/span&gt; I was not feeling well. I went yesterday to see my doctor and plastic surgeon. He had to cut out and restitch that area that is not healing on my incision. I slept most of the day. Keith stayed home with me and got LOTS of housework done. He is so awesome. This blogging stuff has lifted my spirits and kept me busy... thanks Molly!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Keith&lt;/span&gt; and I will be celebrating on Friday night. I hope I am feeling better. If not, I will just tough if out for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7829393086778138166?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7829393086778138166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7829393086778138166' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7829393086778138166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7829393086778138166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-20th-aniversery.html' title='Our 20th Wedding Aniversary'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6880153205022466397</id><published>2008-08-18T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:10:52.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Great Wolf  Lodge'/><title type='text'>Our summer vacation</title><content type='html'>School is about to begin and we are counting down the days. Now is a good time to reflect on my summer. We were able to take a vacation Up North to Traverse City. We went to this cool hotel with an indoor water park, The Great Wolf Lodge. Keith planned it the weekend before my surgery. How nice it was,not thinking about breast cancer for a &lt;strong&gt;whole &lt;/strong&gt;weekend. We drove for a bit, to get us closer to our destination and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt; to stop in Gaylord. We went to play put-put and went on the go carts, just to have a bit of fun before we find a hotel for the night We headed the next morning  to our destination. The water park was neat. Lots of things to do that weekend. It was Christmas at the Lodge. The boys decorated Christmas cookies. Our room was called "The Cub Den". The kids had their own &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;in closed&lt;/span&gt; area with bunk beds that looked like wolves, and a little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; too. We watched a guy do some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; tricks inside the hotel. Tyler and Jared were more interested in figuring out the tricks then watching them. There were  different slides to go down. They had one, two and three person tubes. We took turns going together and by ourselves. I did the slides and it was a riot. Climbing up to the top of them was lots of work so I got some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;exercise&lt;/span&gt; in, like the Doctor ordered. I think the best part for me was the "Lazy River". I just floated on the tube around an area of the park, going with the current. Keith and I floated together on a tube for a bit too. It was nice.My boys had a blast.They had an outdoor pool too. Since it was a beautiful day, I was able to watch Jared swim and get some sun too. Inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt; they had lots of ladders and platforms to climb on. The kids were able to just have fun. The neatest thing was the HUGE bucket that filled with 1000 gallons of water every five minutes. A bell would start ringing to let the kids know the bucket was about to tip over. All the kids and adults (if they were brave enough) stood under it and had the water pound on them from up above.. I did not even attempt to try that. Seemed like it would hurt! The kids liked the "lily pads" You had to try to step on these big &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Lily&lt;/span&gt; pads, spread across the pool and get to the other side of the pool  without falling into the pool. Jared is so small that he just did it so easily. Scooting across it fast. Tyler was just a but slower cause he is bigger and heavier.  Keith watched some older guys try it and said it was quite funny. We spent a day and a half at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;water park&lt;/span&gt;. We were also able to go and visit my sister-in-law Kathy in Wolverine Michigan before we headed home. She has been wanting us to come up for visit. I am not a good golfer at all. Keith, I, Kathy and her boyfriend went golfing in a scramble, which was a first for me. I guess we made the local paper for playing so well. My boys were so well behaved. We even stayed an extra night . It was a great time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6880153205022466397?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6880153205022466397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6880153205022466397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6880153205022466397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6880153205022466397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-summer-vacation.html' title='Our summer vacation'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-8856513006564462585</id><published>2008-08-18T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T15:10:30.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning something new</title><content type='html'>I finally am figuring out how to put my pictures on my blog. It is so exciting!!!! Now just how to remember how i did it. My son showed me. Soon I will figure out how to put music on also.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-8856513006564462585?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/8856513006564462585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=8856513006564462585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8856513006564462585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/8856513006564462585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/learning-something-new.html' title='Learning something new'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7169756948661829852</id><published>2008-08-18T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:47:31.761-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God is Great'/><title type='text'>Living day by day</title><content type='html'>We went to Church yesterday. Listened to a great sermon. We learned about being ready when The Lord comes back. I felt wonderful at the time. Something about that devil..... he likes to play with my mind. My husband went to his friends house in the afternoon. Wow, I was upset. I sit home and he goes out to play. I prayed about it and turned up my radio, 88.3FM. I felt somewhat better. I need to realize that he needs time away. Ever since my diagnosis I feel like I want and need him by my side ALL the time. This morning I got a visit from these two &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lady's&lt;/span&gt; that go to Community Baptist Church. The one lady Sue, is a breast cancer survivor. Seems cancer is everywhere. We had a nice visit. I may even take my boys to their Church on Wednesday nights. My Church is small and does not really have anything for the young ones. I think my 11 year old son understands what he is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;learning&lt;/span&gt; at my Church (Blessed Hope), but I really want my 8 year old to learn on his level. God is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;.!!!!  I love Sundays. It gets my batteries charged for the week. I see Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt; and Dr. Ali &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;. I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tuesdays&lt;/span&gt; too. I get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;reassured&lt;/span&gt; that everything is going as expected. Just one  little set back..... fix the area not healing. Dr. Ali seems to think it is a simple fix...I have trust in him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7169756948661829852?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7169756948661829852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7169756948661829852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7169756948661829852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7169756948661829852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/living-day-by-day.html' title='Living day by day'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-6035606676001968886</id><published>2008-08-16T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T10:13:09.526-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bridal shower'/><title type='text'>Food and Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today I actually got out of the house for some fun time. My friend's daughter is getting married, so I went to the bridal shower. Joy has three daughters. This is her second shower she has put on.. Everything ran so smoothly. Felt good the whole time I was there. Something about friends and food..... I seem to forget about this cancer stuff. And the food food was great!! thanks Joy. She knows I love to eat. Even though is was only 2 hours, it was worth it. I have to mention my friend I met, Molly. She has this same type of cancer as I do. We met online and have been emailing regularly. She is in the last stages of her reconstruction. What a blessing she has been to me. I get to know what I am up for&lt;strong&gt; before&lt;/strong&gt; it happens. As far as we know, it is her and I here in Michigan with this rare type of breast cancer. I got the idea of blogging from her. God Bless Ya Molly&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-6035606676001968886?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/6035606676001968886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=6035606676001968886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6035606676001968886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/6035606676001968886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-i-actually-got-out-of-house-for.html' title='Food and Fun'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-5530729096845786595</id><published>2008-08-15T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T11:31:09.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='having some fun finally'/><title type='text'>hockey season beginning again</title><content type='html'>Hockey season is just beginning. I went to watch my middle son skate in Canada. After the summer off, we are back to spending a way lot of our time, at the ice rink. We have two sons that play. My older boy played for 14 years and his younger brothers are following along. Since I have not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;gotten&lt;/span&gt; out much since my diagnosis, it felt so so good getting cleaned up and going away for the day. Even though I was in a cold rink and it was so beautiful outside, it was nice to get out of my house. We even took the ferry home, a first for us all. Nice ride. As soon as I learn how to add my pictures I will post some&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-5530729096845786595?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/5530729096845786595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=5530729096845786595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5530729096845786595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/5530729096845786595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/hockey-season-is-near.html' title='hockey season beginning again'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-7050271453301770524</id><published>2008-08-14T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T22:38:34.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Documenting my Journey  Diagnosis June 5'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2008'/><title type='text'>Invasive Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma of the breast June.5,2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have had a pain in an area of my right breast for many years, probably at least 8 years. I have been getting mammograms every year for the past 12 years. Even though I have this pain, all my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mammograms&lt;/span&gt; have always came back "fine". I was always told it could be from drinking pop, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;caffeine&lt;/span&gt;. Then in December of 2007, at my yearly mammogram, I was told I had calcification's on my right breast. I was told to wait six months, lay off the caffeine, and come back for a recheck. Then it began. My mammogram in May 2008 showed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;calcification's&lt;/span&gt; were still there. I was sent to a surgeon, Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He sent me for an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ultra&lt;/span&gt; sound first, to find the exact area to biopsy. My biopsy was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;scolded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for May 21,2008, on the calcification's. Keith left work to be with me. It was not that bad pain wise, just real emotional. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;layed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my belly on this table, and my breasts hung in these two holes below the table. Just two quick pokes and I was done. I did tell Dr &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; about the area of pain in my breast before the biopsy, but he did not seem to worried about it. Nothing showed up on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mammogram&lt;/span&gt; as being suspicious in that area.. Breast Cancer had been known to not hurt. Again I was told it may just be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;cyst&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fibrocycstic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tissue and stop drinking pop. I knew at that moment that I did have cancer. That feeling you get..... I felt it, I knew if. My doctor called to say the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;calcification's&lt;/span&gt; were non cancer. I was able to have a nice Memorial Day weekend even thought I worried about that pain I was still having. It seemed to be getting worse. I thought it was maybe just all in my head, I've had the pain for years, but I could actually feel a lump now. I went back to see him on May 27 and again complained about pain in my right breast. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;calcification's&lt;/span&gt; he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;biopsied&lt;/span&gt; were not even near the area that I was having the pain, so I was still nervous, having that feeling of "something is wrong." He sent me for an ultra sound on the area. The ultra did sound showed something &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;suspicious&lt;/span&gt; in that area, so I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sceduelded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for a biopsy,May 29,2008. My mom died May 19,1989 from breast cancer so I was very scared. And the month of May is always an emotional time for me. With Mothers Day and her death anniversary, it is a tough time This biopsy was different than the first time. Much more painful. Lots of needles and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;snapping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; out parts of the tumor...weird feeling. Keith again, was right there with me. He was actually in the room with me this time, instead of in the waiting room, where he was during the first biopsy. The nurses gave him the option of being with me this time. Kinda like they knew it was bad news. I waited patiently for the results, it was a long week. I went back to see Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on June 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2008. He came in my room, talked to me for a minute, looked at my breast and asked me to get dressed. "open the door when you are dressed" he said. I opened the door and saw the booklet on the door. Breast Cancer, What you need to know before treatment. My husband Keith was with me. I told him....... "I told ya". My stomach dropped. My diagnosis.... &lt;strong&gt;invasive adenoid cystic carcinoma of the right breast&lt;/strong&gt;. The doctor told me this is a very rare type of cancer.... it makes up 1% of the breast cancers. Very scary. He has had no experience with this type of breast cancer. I was scheduled for a lumpectomy and lymph node removal (to see if the cancer has spread),on June 9 2008. We both left his office, I think maybe in shock. Keith and I made it to the car, and the tears started. Keith called his mom right away to tell her what we just learned. I recovered well from the lumpectomy, in and out on same day. I had support at the hospital. My husband, mom- on- law and my great friend Liane were there for support. I also had visitors from Church,, my friends Lou and Michelle. I came home the same day. I received flowers from Lou and Michelle and her family. Of course, it was not over. that was just the beginning. My margins were not clear, very close to the edge. The doctor did not like that. The good part though, my lymph nodes were clear! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Yeaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. He recommended a mastectomy. I saw a reconstruction doctor the next day, Dr Ali. After I have my breasts removed I will start the reconstruction with him. He will insert what they call tissue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; at the time of surgery. I will see him weekly. He will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;slowly&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;stretch&lt;/span&gt; my skin by inserting some type of salt water solution into the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; each time I see him. Not really sure how long I will have to do that part of it... it all depends on how my skin stretches. From what I am told, it is a long process. I do know that once I am stretched enough, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;expander's&lt;/span&gt; will be removed and replaced with silicone implants. I am only 42 years old and do not want to live without somewhat of a breast. I live in a small town and decided to go for a second opinion on June 19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I went out of town to a Breast Specialist. I was given her name by Keith's friend at work, Steve and his wife Sue. I am so thankful for them. This doctor only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;specializes&lt;/span&gt; in breast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;disease&lt;/span&gt;., &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;surely&lt;/span&gt; she will have had experience with my rare type. I felt comfortable hearing here recommendation. Keith and I spent a good part of the day talking to Dr Kirby, and Sue, she is the breast care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;coordinator&lt;/span&gt; there. Dr. Kirby put up my ultra sound on a big board and showed us where the cancer was. Then she put up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;mammogram&lt;/span&gt;. Me having dense breasts. the cancer looked just like my breast tissue on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;monogram&lt;/span&gt;. Very hard to see the cancer. It was all just white, with a very faint line around the tumor. That is the scary part. Not detected on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;mammogram&lt;/span&gt;, only on the ultra sound did something look suspicious and the biopsy confirmed it, a tumor(2 inches). So many women only have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;mammogram&lt;/span&gt;. I hope anyone who reads this takes my advice.... If you have pain or a suspicious &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;mammogram&lt;/span&gt;, please get an ultra sound and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to check it our further. We need to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;assertive&lt;/span&gt; in our care. I also had a chest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, all clean, and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of both breasts at Dr Kirby's office.. I also did the genetic testing to see if I had the breast cancer gene. I do not!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;yeaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She took my case to "the board," they review all the breast cancer cases with a team of doc, oncologists, nurses, surgeons, and a few more people. I was bummed that they had no experience with this type of cancer I had. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; two doctors with no knowledge of my breast cancer.. That was disappointing to hear. This type of cancer is not hormone driven so chemo will not be needed, as far as I have been told. Amen. But they all agreed I needed a mastectomy. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;MRI&lt;/span&gt; I had done at Dr. Kirby's showed I had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;adenosis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in my left breast, (the non cancer breast). Reading online this condition is a "in between" condition. Could turn into cancer or maybe not. It is an enlargement of the breast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lobules&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in which they contain more glands than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;usual&lt;/span&gt;. She recommended I come back in six months for a recheck. I thought long and hard. I did not want to wait for 6 months to find out it turned into cancer. And go through this ordeal again down the road. Considering my mom died at a young age of 45, I did had a strong family history. I spoke with Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Valgii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on July 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he agreed with my husband and I.... remove both my breasts. Sue at Dr. Kirby's office had been so helpful to me. I still call her with questions and concerns. She is very knowledgeable. My surgery was set for July 22, 2008. A bilateral mastectomy with tissue expander placed in. My wonderful husband planned a vacation with the family the weekend before my surgery. Him, myself and two of my three sons left for Traverse City. My boys are 19, 8 and 11. My oldest did not want to come. He is kinda doing "his" thing. We went to Great Wolf Lodge... a indoor water park We also stopped to visit Aunt Kathy in Wolverine. We spent two days at her house..More on that great trip at a later time. I was very emotional the day of my surgery. I took pictures of my breasts, that will be gone in a matter of hours. My surgery was set for 12:30am.That day was kinda a fog. Getting prepped and all that goes with surgery. My surgery was a long 5 hours. Again my husband (of course), My mom- in- law and Liane were there praying and waiting for me to finish the surgery. I started coming around about 5:30pm. Wow, was I sore. I spent 3 days and 2 nights in the hospital. They all took great care of me. I had visits from my friend Brenda(she brought me chocolate!) my sons ( my oldest, David had bought me a plaque with the Lord's prayer, it is beautiful) and my sister Hilary, I was in a daze, so I hope I did not forget to mention anyone who came to visit or gave Keith support in the waiting room during the long five hour wait..Keith spent &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of time up there with me and also kept the house up and watched our boys. He has been a blessing to me, I love him so so very much. I received beautiful flowers from him and the boys, and my friend Joy called me while I was recovering in the hospital. She called at the perfect moment... I was very depressed, crying and in lots of pain. Just hearing her voice helped me to relax. It was a late phone call, 10:00pm but she just felt like she needed to call. Amazing how God works. I love her! She has so much going on in her life at this time, but she is always there for me. My family took me home. My house was so clean and my bed was all ready for me! My dog Max greeted me at the door. It felt so good to be home. I have gotten flowers from my mom-in-law and my sister in law Kathy and many cards from people at church and friends. My friend Joy has sent me &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; cards. Since I was diagnosed I think she has sent me one every week or pretty close to it! The are always uplifting card, either friendship or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;spiritual&lt;/span&gt; cards. She came to visit after I came home. It was nice to see her. She brought me over a big basket with all kinds of goodies... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;perfume&lt;/span&gt;,books, hair products, a nice back rest for the tub, hair care and a beautiful "praying hands" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;knickknack&lt;/span&gt; that glows different colors and I am sure I have forgot somethings. It was full of lots of all kinda of stuff.. My brother ex girlfriend lives in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt; now, but we still keep in contact. She had sent me two beautiful Christian prayer books with cards. One book has all these beautiful pictures in it. I spend time just looking at the pictures and it really calms me down when my emotions get the best of me. She sent me a book marker that is in my bible now. She has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; heart. She always gave me clothes before she moved and one was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Pittsburgh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;tshirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I wore that one most of the time after surgery. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Church&lt;/span&gt; family are all praying for me along with my friends... that is a great feeling too. I know God listens to their prayers. They are all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; people. I have gotten lots of phone calls from family and friends to see how I am feeling. For the next few weeks I dealt with 4 drain tubes that I had to empty and record how much was draining every 12 hours, and having to change my dressings. I was in this very tight bra type thing. Keith was so very helpful in changing the dressings for me and wrapping me up. My boys were great. Very helpful. They wrote me some very special notes. Letting me know they are praying to "The Lord" for me to get better. That made me cry. I will keep them forever!! During the next few weeks I spend &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;most&lt;/span&gt; of my time in bed. My emotions were up and down. Happy one minute and crying the next. I was in so much pain and still could not believe this was happening to me. I am too young for this... so I thought! I went to see Dr. Ali, the plastic surgeon on the 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of August and began the reconstruction stage, My first "pump up". I need to be patient. But looking at the bright side.... by next year this time it should be all done. And I will have new boobs. And not as saggy as my "real" ones, from what I have been told. I always complained about them sagging but I did not wish for this. God has the plan. I will go with the flow. On August 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; during my weekly pump up I found out that my tissue expander on my cancer side had shifted. The doctor assured me that it will be fine when the implants are put in place. As for now my breasts are a bit uneven. I am a smoker too. I am trying hard to quit completely but it is so very hard. Due to my smoking I have a small area that is not healing properly on my cancer side. I have to go next week and get the dead tissue cut out and stitched back up. I am not looking forward to that. After three weeks I am finally out of bed and moving around a bit. Since I have cut way back on my smoking I feel much better. I will continue to try quitting and will do it! I thank the Lord that I am alive. Besides, it is just boobs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-7050271453301770524?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/7050271453301770524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=7050271453301770524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7050271453301770524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/7050271453301770524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/invasive-adenoid-cycstic-carcinoma-of.html' title='Invasive Adenoid Cystic Carcinoma of the breast June.5,2008.'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7576935520387428799.post-4144433338776353005</id><published>2008-08-14T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:42:30.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Blogging My Journey in 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am new at this. Thought I would give it a try. My husband thinks I am strange for wanting to journal my life online. I think of it as something my children can look at years down the road. It is also kinda &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;therapeutic&lt;/span&gt; for me. Being diagnosised with breast cancer this year, alot has been going on. Lots to talk about, think about, and a "Journey" for sure! God only gives us as much as we can handle, I was not ready for this at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7576935520387428799-4144433338776353005?l=smacneil.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/feeds/4144433338776353005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7576935520387428799&amp;postID=4144433338776353005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4144433338776353005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7576935520387428799/posts/default/4144433338776353005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smacneil.blogspot.com/2008/08/blogging-its-all-new-to-me.html' title='Blogging My Journey in 2008'/><author><name>Stephanie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14248988286209373266</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ojBMqMJpfg8/SKnuuRpqdJI/AAAAAAAAAAM/BKndrNaoCS8/S220/SS850386.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
