Oh my goodness it’s that time again… Scan day is tomorrow, and for those of you following my journey and wondering why a scan in February instead of March…. well yes it’s only been 5 months. I moved it up a month because, well, I just wanted to know.
For the better part of the last three years my life has been broken up into segments. Those segments have been dictated by the PET scan days and it’s like I am mentally back in college, wondering if I prepared enough for the big test! At times the “scanxiety” is much like that dream, when you realize its the day of the test and you didn’t go to class all semester!
I decided to move up my scan because back in November I was feeling around in my neck area and noticed an enlarged lymph node under my right ear. It had me a little worried, so I got it scanned and they said it was normal. But since I have slacked a little and enjoyed life a lot more since September, it’s definitely in the back of my mind.
It’s kind of a good and bad thing for me to hear those words “you’re cured” because the inevitable happened. I started feeling like I was good, I slacked off on a lot of self care, I de-prioritized rest, stress management, and started taking on more which left less time for the things I was “supposed ” to be doing.
That’s when I realized that healing cancer isn’t a destination… it’s a journey. And living a life to heal the body is a constant balance of effort, faith, happiness, and a positive outlook. Of course I still juice, I still eat a lot of vegetables and pretty much avoid all meat, but these last 5 months I let myself eat more cooked foods, cheat on healthy protein bars (sweetened with dates), eat granola, eat pizza occasionally to the point that I feel guilty about it! Though I have to admit, my happiness factor went way up ☺️.
I mean… how can you go to the Dumpling House with this crew and not eat any dumplings???
That picture was from the holidays with my family. It was so nice to be together and for once I wasn’t packing a kale salad 😆.
Tomorrow is my PET scan, and as always, I am praying for all things to be stable. I know it will be on a different machine, so I am a little nervous that we won’t have an apples to apples comparison. Given all the reasons I just stated above, It will be a miracle if things are all still good. But the view from here is good because I’ve been stable for two years and I know how to manage this thing.
No matter what, I have to take it one day at a time and trust that God is with me every step of the way. It certainly puts the silly things into perspective and I am grateful for my life including all the peaks and valleys.
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.