Journal: Entry for Delireus
Believe it or not, I come around here a lot still, I read the community message board and these journals. It's nice to 'see' all of you guys still 
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
"It feels like someone with a fever is yelling at my pants!"
Note: Just because we moved does not mean I shall stop abusing the smileys
Note: Just because we moved does not mean I shall stop abusing the smileys
You know you are in my Prayers, Little sister!!:HUGS MUCHLY: *NM*
Believe it or not, I come around here a lot still, I read the community message board and these journals. It's nice to 'see' all of you guys still
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
It's nice to see you're not forgetting your past, kiddo
Hope all will go well for you
<hug> hang in there, Shanon
You know I'm here if you need anything!
*big Hugs!* Take care of you sweety! *NM*
If you die I'm going to kill you. *NM*
Believe it or not, I come around here a lot still, I read the community message board and these journals. It's nice to 'see' all of you guys still
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
Yikes! You're in my thoughts and prayers for sure! *NM*
Believe it or not, I come around here a lot still, I read the community message board and these journals. It's nice to 'see' all of you guys still
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.
I'm in my senior year of college, but I'll graduate next December (1 semester late, I suppose) and I'm living with my boyfriend of 2 years now, we moved in last August. Things are going great with that, it's a lot of fun.
Recently, as in within the last 6 months or so, I have been sick. I've had terrible stomach pains after everything I eat. These pains use to be dull, but then they grew to sharp and burning. Last summer, I had a test to see if I had an ulcer; I did not. So they gave me these pills to keep the acid down I suppose, and they worked for about 4 months. Then, just before this Christmas, the pain came back like I had never had the pills. So back to the doctor I went, which is hard and stressful when I live between Kansas and Texas for school. Thankfully the pain came back while I was in Texas, where my family doctor and a stomach specialist was.
They did a lot more tests and after many 'the tests didn't show anything', I finally got an answer. I always said, I'd rather they tell me I had a tumor and they have to operate right now than them tell me they still didn't know. Well...it turns out I have early stages of esophagus cancer. I forget the exact name, I'll look it up in a bit, but tadaa. I've also got a few other stomach problems, which they say helped cause the cancer, but that's obviously the big thing there. But, they caught it very early and with treatment, which I'm getting now, I'll be fine
I'm on so many pills now it's silly, but they are actually working. I have good days and bad days, but they are mostly good days. I've got a job interview for a graphic design position tomorrow here at school (those pills aren't cheap, you see) and I've got super easy class load this semester. So, things are going really good. In 3 months, I'll have a new biopsy to see how the cancer is going, but everyone is very optimistic.
When I first found out, the doctor called me, told me, with my mom on the line as well, asked if I had any questions (I said no at the time) and said goodbye. It was so traumatizing. Within 3 minutes, mom and I had a novel of questions! You can't just tell someone that and say bye. I called back, but it took 4 days to hear back from him. I had no idea how bad it was, I was so afraid and I am still absolutely terrified, even after they said I was going to be alright.I called my boyfriend, who was in Kansas, I was in Texas you see, and told him and he flipped out. I've only broken down a few times in front of him, I don't want to freak anyone out, but I lock up any time I think about it, it's paralyzing it seems. I believe I will be alright, but it's always in the back of my mind that it's getting worse.
I know I said I was alright, and I am mostly, but like I said, just thinking about it freaks me out. I know I should have told some of you a while ago, but that's true for a lot of people in my life and it's hard to be like "hey, haven't talked to you in forever! I have cancer" It's kind of on a need to know basis. So, there's that. But, like I said, the doctors are very positive and things are going good otherwise. Other than that, I'm pretty happy for the most part.