I can honestly say that this year’s holiday meant more to me than any other Thanksgiving Day in my life. I have lived through the hardest year of my life, and yet I am feeling more thankful now than I ever have. I guess when one faces low points in their lives, they realize just how high the good times really are… and for that lesson I am grateful.
We spent Thanksgiving by ourselves which was different and in a normal year it just wouldn’t feel right not having family or friends to share the day with, but this was of course not a normal year so spending it with just us was perfect. I told everyone they could pick one dish for the menu, but they had to help make it. We had everybody contribute to our Thanksgiving meal this year and it was really fun having everyone in the kitchen helping to cook their favorites!
Here was our one family selfie of the day.
My list was very long of things that I am grateful for, in addition to the obvious, I was grateful to have a day where I gave myself permission to eat some regular food (turkey, lamb, scallops, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, and bread!
Unfortunately, the Cowboys didn’t show up yesterday despite us cheering them on with our jerseys. :/
Today I am back on to my veggie juice feeding plan. This is what today’s menu looks like:
Eating this way is getting easier and my sweet friend Michele is going to do some meal sharing with me next week to help me out. Both of our families don’t love leftovers, so if she cooks a little extra then both families are happy and no LOs!! I loved her brilliant idea as it has been a hard adjustment trying to cook for my family and feed myself. I fondly call it “feeding” because every time I eat, it is certainly with purpose to nurture my body and not for pleasure.
My next PET scan is December 14, that will truly be a turning point I believe. Existence of CAR-T cells is minimal to non-existent at this point, so if I am stable or better then it is a miracle, healing naturally and not via conventional medicine.
I am happy to have my life back and thankful to the family and friends who continue to encourage, support, and pray for us.
On this Thanksgiving holiday I am most thankful for my savior Jesus Christ whom I have put my complete faith and trust in. He has given me hope and been true to His word.
“Blessed are those who trust in the Lord and have made the Lord their hope and confidence.” Jeremiah 17:7
Wishing you all safe travels and grateful hearts this holiday season.
Onward and Upward.
Hi there, my name is Kay Blackburn. I was 44 years old and extremely active when I was diagnosed with Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma in October of 2016. My life’s passion had been about health and wellness and my daily routine included the gym and trying new ways to get our three daughters to incorporate healthy foods into their diet. I spent so much of my energy on being healthy, that you could probably imagine my shock when I learned that I had a large mass in my abdomen as well as others in my chest, and under my right arm on Halloween 2016. My normal life hasn’t been the same since.
I started chemotherapy/immunotherapy treatment within 2 weeks at a local oncology office. My particular lymphoma was slow growing (follicular) and I was told if you were to have cancer, this was the one to have because is very treatable. I considered myself relatively young and in good shape, so I was ready to fight the good fight.
My treatment plan was 6 months of Rituximab/Bendamustine, given over 2 days every 4 weeks for 6 cycles. I started in November and went through 5 cycles. After the 3rd round, my doctor ordered a CT Scan with contrast which showed that the tumor under my arm was essentially gone and the ones in my chest were much smaller, but the large mass was only shrunk by about 25% and there was another that showed very little change. At that point, we continued another 2 cycles, and at my appointments I kept questioning what we were expecting.
At my meeting with my oncologist the day of my 5th round, my persistent questioning finally convinced him to order a PET scan the week before my 6th and “final” round of treatment in order to make sure we were tracking along the right path. I was crushed when the results came back that in my abdomen the tumors were unchanged in size or slightly larger and more hypermetabolic (active/aggressive) than they were in the original PET scan I had in November.
It was so discouraging that my doctor seemed almost panicked and had a “deer in the headlights” look. It is a frightening thing to be in front of an expert, who is caught off guard and not sure what to say.
A biopsy that next week confirmed not only a transformation to Diffuse Large B Cell, but a rare gene mutation as well involving the rearrangements of two genes, MYC and BCL-2, which they call Double Hit Lymphoma. This sub-type is even more aggressive and the prognosis was very poor. In layman’s terms it’s like the accelerator is floored and the brakes are broken on the cancer cells. At the time it was fairly new in terms of diagnoses and research (within the last few years) and therefore hard to find a lot of people out there who had had it, much less survived from it.
On Good Friday of 2017, I found out that I have Double Hit Lymphoma and my cancer journey got a whole lot longer while my faith in God got a whole lot stronger. This blog is my journey from being afraid and uncertain, to learning what to do to heal, finding the right support and resources, and being empowered. I pray that my story will give you hope if you’re in a similar situation. After 4 years of staying steadfast in my faith, being diligent about self-care, and taking massive action, my body has healed and I am in remission.