<?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-6523719210246019209</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:46:35.608-08:00</updated><category term='cancer'/><category term='lorraine thorup'/><title type='text'>Lorraine's Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily (or so) briefings around mom's latest chapter</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-844467384542079247</id><published>2011-04-12T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T14:42:17.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relay For Life</title><content type='html'>In light of what my mom went through, I've decided to take on the role of Team Captain for my Relay For Life team at work.  The Marina Professional Fire Fighter's Association will be participating in the Marina Relay For Life on July 16, 2011.  I would love for you to sponsor me in this event.  I'm trying to raise $1000 myself for this cause and I have a long way to go.  I would appreciate any amount you can manage.  In setting the example, I've made a donation of $100 myself to get the fundraising going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you ahead of time for your support now and over the past several years.  Let's help others fight what took mom away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to support me (and why wouldn't you?) you can make a donation online &lt;a href="http://main.acsevents.org/site/TR/RelayForLife/RFLFY11CA?px=20579844&amp;amp;pg=personal&amp;amp;fr_id=31365"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; or you can send a check or money order made out to the American Cancer Society to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark Sweeney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;820 Park Row, #509&lt;br /&gt;Salinas, CA 93901&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much for your support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-844467384542079247?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/844467384542079247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=844467384542079247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/844467384542079247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/844467384542079247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/04/relay-for-life.html' title='Relay For Life'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8190328281402345371</id><published>2011-02-23T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:52:36.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funeral Service</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Mom touched so many lives.  It was evidenced by the number of people who attended her service and braved the muddy graveside service in the rain.  Although there were well over 300 people in attendance, I know there were many who, because of work or other commitments, were unable to make it.  Luckily, the Church was gracious enough to record the audio portion of the service.  There are a few songs mixed in with Lexi, Matt, and me paying tribute to our mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who were unable to attend, or just want to hear it again....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="220" height="50" autostart="false" src="http://marksweeney.net/music/moms_funeral_service.mp3"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be prompted to download a program such as QuickTime to listen to this.  Go for it, don't be scared it's just a little player from Apple and should work on your PC too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also if for some reason it doesn't load right the first time, just try refreshing your browser.  I am on a Mac so if you're on a PC and/or you are having trouble accessing the audio, please let me know by email at mark_sweeney@me.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is the slideshow that I shared at the service.  It's cut out of the above audio so you don't hear the music twice.  In the service it was right after I finished speaking.  All of the music was written and performed by my sister Lexi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you not familiar with YouTube inner workings...if you click on the resolution numbers in the bottom bar, you will have other options, also if you click on the outward facing arrows on the bottom right corner, you will get a full screen show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="510" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/zkaPXzBgeQo" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to everyone who surrounded our family with love and support over the past couple weeks.  It's been a rough ride, and it's only just now starting to sink in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8190328281402345371?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8190328281402345371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8190328281402345371' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8190328281402345371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8190328281402345371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/02/funeral-service-audio.html' title='Funeral Service'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/zkaPXzBgeQo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8899894928112584641</id><published>2011-02-14T12:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T10:52:45.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Services</title><content type='html'>First of all, thank you to everyone for the phone calls, email, Facebook messages, cookies, cold cuts, text messages and other outpourings of love from all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My brother and sister are doing well and have been surrounded by their friends.  Lexi is out now shopping for a dress for the funeral, which makes me sad to think about, but I am so amazed at how well she is holding up and how strong she has been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the confirmed plans:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday will be a viewing/visitation at &lt;a href="http://www.struveandlaporte.com/"&gt;Struve &amp;amp; Laporte&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=&amp;amp;q=41+W.+San+Luis+St.,+Salinas,+93908&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;hq=&amp;amp;hnear=41+W+San+Luis+St,+Salinas,+CA+93901&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;ei=0pVZTZ7ENJSksQPblNGbDA&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=geocode_result&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ved=0CBQQ8gEwAA"&gt;41 W. San Luis St., Salinas, 93908&lt;/a&gt; at 7:00pm-9:00pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday at 11am will be a gravesite service/burial at the cemetery in Gonzales.  &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=gonzales+cemetery&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=gonzales+cemetery&amp;amp;hnear=Salinas,+CA&amp;amp;cid=0,0,14200958291595964422&amp;amp;ei=zMpaTbiUOYmqsAPTpM2OCg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=local_result&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CDUQnwIwAw"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is a map. All are welcome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is where Jake's mother is buried.  Mom was extremely fond of Helen and would be proud to be by her side.  Mom has no other family from the area so she will be the first to be buried on the West coast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday at 1pm will be a very casual church service and reception at &lt;a href="http://www.shorelinechurch.org/"&gt;Shoreline Church&lt;/a&gt;, at &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&amp;amp;rlz=&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;q=shoreline+church&amp;amp;fb=1&amp;amp;gl=us&amp;amp;hq=shoreline+church&amp;amp;hnear=Monterey,+CA&amp;amp;cid=0,0,9571829928781179928&amp;amp;ei=TZdZTbEIjrqxA82DjKMM&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=local_result&amp;amp;ct=image&amp;amp;resnum=2&amp;amp;ved=0CCMQnwIwAQ"&gt;2500 Garden Rd. Monterey, 93940&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to hearing and sharing stories of mom and how she's touched so many lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;We are asking that in lieu of flowers donations be made in mom's name to the cancer related fund of your choosing or Hospice of Monterey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;This info is now confirmed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8899894928112584641?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8899894928112584641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8899894928112584641' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8899894928112584641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8899894928112584641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/02/services.html' title='Services'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6659457609406622006</id><published>2011-02-13T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:12:21.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Only the good die young</title><content type='html'>She was a good one.  62 years isn't enough but they were good years.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom finished her 2 1/2 year fight against pancreatic cancer early this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right in line with her wishes she died peacefully and pain free in the Westland House in Monterey, in the loving care of Hospice.  She spent less than 24 hours there and I believe she was ready to go.  She had come to a place of acceptance and she was comfortable.  She was not afraid of death any more.  I assured her yesterday when she was leaving the house for the final time that we would all be okay, and that if she was ready to stop fighting, and move on, that it was okay.  She said, "Thank you, I appreciate that."  She was ready and she knew it.  Deep down I knew it was time too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lindsi and I visited her one last time last night around 10:30.  She opened her eyes and said hi.  I asked if she knew who I was and she said, "ya, Mark".  I asked if she was in any pain and she said she was not and that she was comfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to everyone who has been here for us over the last two years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because mom has so many loving friends and family we can't possible be in contact with everyone.  For that reason, I will be posting details and a schedule of services, etc. when we know more details.  I don't expect a service to take place until at least Wednesday or Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check back here for details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6659457609406622006?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6659457609406622006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6659457609406622006' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6659457609406622006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6659457609406622006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/02/only-good-die-young.html' title='Only the good die young'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3636834753056693918</id><published>2011-02-11T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T12:34:56.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom's been struggling to keep on top of the pain for the last week or so.  She's woken up a couple times in the middle of the night in pain.  Hospice has her on an oral Morphine and a variety of other drugs to keep her comfortable.  She's looking very frail as well.  I think her weight has probably dropped a little, although there isn't really any left to lose.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today a social worker is coming by from Hospice to assess her needs.  We're wondering if it's almost time to check her into the Hospice house (which I can't remember the name of right now).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all that said, the other day when I stopped by, she was spot cleaning the carpets.  She said, "nobody wants to go out with a dirty house."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we have an early celebration for my brother's 23rd birthday.  I hope mom has the energy to join us. I'm sure she'll be there either way.  She's never let a lack of energy stop her from showing up to the party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3636834753056693918?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3636834753056693918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3636834753056693918' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3636834753056693918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3636834753056693918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/02/moms-been-struggling-to-keep-on-top-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-9082287005225478420</id><published>2011-01-14T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T10:12:09.837-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything has been pretty much status quo for most of the last week.  Hospice came yesterday to take baseline vitals and other basic info on mom.  I think today they come to go over meds.  Mom's been feeling quite well the last 4-5 days and only yesterday really hit the wall.  She doesn't tend to take it easy when she's feeling well so after a few days of feeling well she crashes.  I stopped by yesterday to find a completely zombie exhausted mom in the kitchen making homemade baked macaroni.  I'm telling you the woman does not have a pause button.  There is no stopping her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the emails and offers for food, etc.  They are appreciated.  I haven't had time to reply to all of them yet but I will get to you.  I am keeping a list of volunteers for things such as meals so when the time comes when they would be most useful I'll let you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom still is not up for visits and phone calls.  She really is tired of the questions and talking about nothing but how she's feeling and what's going on.  Although there's not much else to talk about, if you're one of the lucky few who manage a visit over the coming months, do her a favor and talk about something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again for all the love and support from everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-9082287005225478420?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/9082287005225478420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=9082287005225478420' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9082287005225478420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9082287005225478420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/01/everything-has-been-pretty-much-status.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6063093149005978596</id><published>2011-01-10T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T11:00:24.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>Mom had her birthday on the 8th, same day Hospice came out for the first time.  Pretty shitty birthday present if you ask me.  She woke up feeling pretty well on Saturday and decided she wanted to go out to dinner with all of us.  I've always told her about just how good the calamari, sand dabs, and Prime Rib are at the Golden Tee at Monterey Airport.  So, off we went to Monterey Airport for what I realized will probably be her final birthday celebration.  62 years young, three kids, a nice home, it's been a great 62 years for her.  She had fun at dinner, didn't eat much (Matt and Lexi brought her her favorite Myo frozen yogurt earlier as a present) but she did enjoy herself and I think the calamari lived up to her expectations.  When you're facing what she's facing I guess it doesn't really matter what you do or where you do it, it just matters you are surrounded by those who love you the most.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6063093149005978596?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6063093149005978596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6063093149005978596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6063093149005978596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6063093149005978596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/01/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-5462171911513765357</id><published>2011-01-07T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T17:30:26.508-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Stage</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the back of my mind, when she was having trouble taking a deep breath, I feared the worst.  An X-ray and a CT scan confirmed my worries.  "The cancer has spread to the lungs" hit like a ton of bricks when it came out of Dr. Stampleman's mouth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just a couple days ago at Stanford, Dr. Koong was talking about how remarkable mom has been and how he dare not cite statistics since she hadn't followed any of them anyway.  Mom was put at the top of a list for a clinical trial through Stanford which sounded promising, if only a bit.  It wouldn't start for another six months, and she'd have to maintain her weight and activity level, but it gave her hope and put a smile on her face.  This was before metastasis. It's the one thing we all knew would come eventually, and frankly should have come two years ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Just yesterday we met with a representative from Hospice at the house.  Mom wanted to just hear what they had to offer for when the time came.  I have a feeling deep down she knew the time was now.  Today the doctor's office will make the call to Hospice and mom will start her at home care.  No more chemotherapy, just a big dose of acceptance.  I think it's the first time I've shed a tear in a doctors office through this whole ordeal.  The writing has been on the wall for months.  She's had some really bad days, but then all of a sudden she's having a couple great days and you go back to thinking foolishly that she may just make it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know how long someone with metastasized pancreatic cancer can last without chemotherapy.  I would venture to guess not long.  It blows my mind how well she's done and how long she's persevered.  Our mission now is to make her as comfortable as possible.  Any time I have even an ounce of hesitation to do something for her or lose my patience in dealing with her issues, I think back to what she has done for me over the past 36 years and for Matt for the past 22, and Lexi for the past 17 years, and I realize there is no burden I could bear for her big enough to ever come close to what she has done for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow the next chapter begins. Hospice.  For what it's worth, mom seems very at peace with it all.  She has been a part of the decision making and she's had final say in them all.  She is tired and I think she is ready to be done fighting.  We are all happy to know she is in no pain at all and we're told she will be pain free for the duration.  The rest of us are another story.  The real pain, I fear, is only just beginning.  I realize we, her family, are not the only ones affected by this.  I know there are many of you who would like to come say hi and give her hugs and prayers.  I don't know how she is going to feel over the coming days and weeks.  I would ask that if you would like to visit, please email me at mark_sweeney@me.com and I'll see what I can do.  No promises though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Long overdue, is a giant thank you and words of appreciation to my sister Lexi who has been absolutely remarkable especially over the last year.  Her patience and attention to mom has been key to her care and comfort. It's a job no 17 year old should have to do but she stepped up to the plate and handled it as best she could.  She has more character and integrity than most people I know.  It's hard to put into words my appreciation for what she has done especially in the times the rest of us couldn't be there.  I've watched her grow up faster than any young woman should need to and become an amazing person.  It's been a true trial by fire for her.  Lexi, you are amazing, strong just like mom, and I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=_MG_8837-Edit-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/_MG_8837-Edit-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-5462171911513765357?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/5462171911513765357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=5462171911513765357' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5462171911513765357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5462171911513765357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2011/01/final-stage.html' title='The Final Stage'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/th__MG_8837-Edit-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-7326417330968672457</id><published>2010-12-22T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T12:38:20.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama meets Zadie</title><content type='html'>Mom's been feeling good for the most part lately.  We are having a second visit from her side of the family Christmas day through New Years day.  It will be much like the 2008 visit to the rental house in La Selva Beach only this year we'll be renting a house in Carmel Highlands.  She is very excited for the visit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A few days ago my long time good friend Isaiah brought his new daughter Zadie down from San Jose to meet mom and so Isaiah could see mom.  You can see the pictures &lt;a href="http://www.marksweeney.net"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's one of them:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/Blog/Zadi%20visits%20Mama/_MG_4188.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-7326417330968672457?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/7326417330968672457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=7326417330968672457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7326417330968672457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7326417330968672457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/12/mama-meets-zadie.html' title='Mama meets Zadie'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6266733287605007401</id><published>2010-11-13T17:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T17:52:24.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom hasn't been feeling very well the last few days.  She had a check up with the oncologist a few days ago and her scans she had recently came back showing and increase in the size of her tumor with no metastasis still.  This was to be expected; she has been off her chemo for about five weeks in an effort to heal from the symptoms the last round gave her.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is now back on a reduced dose of the chemo she was previously on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her recent labs show an increase in Ammonia levels which certainly have something to do with her feeling crummy and mentation deficiencies.  She hasn't been sleeping well either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working on scheduling another appointment at stanford with the radiation oncologist and either a nephrologist or heptologist, I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hoping this is just a bad few days.  Mom doesn't seem very optimistic but she's certainly allowed to feel down from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6266733287605007401?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6266733287605007401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6266733287605007401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6266733287605007401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6266733287605007401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/11/mom-hasnt-been-feeling-very-well-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6340000331658909554</id><published>2010-10-22T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:54:21.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling better</title><content type='html'>Mom is off her chemo for a while.  Looks like at least several more weeks.  The toxicity of the chemo she had been on was catching up to her and making things a bit miserable.  The biggest side effect was to her feet which I won't go into again since I wrote about it a couple posts ago.  Since coming off the chemo she's had rapid improvement in her feet and hand and of course she is getting around much better.  She still tires quickly but her spirits seem to be higher.  I think just maybe I'm seeing some improvement in her mentation as well, if only a bit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, she had a run in with the wonderful California Highway Patrol a few nights ago when she was pulled over under suspicion of DUI.  Apparently there was a bit of swerving going on but the stories I've heard from both sides don't exactly match up, so who knows.  She was given the full gamut of field sobriety tests along with a breathalyzer which of course she passed in their entirety.  After a bit the CHP officer found out what I did for a living and apparently his tune changed a bit and I got what could only be classified as a professional courtesy in the form of a phone call from the officer.  We talked for a while on the phone and his concern for her wellbeing and of course that of everyone else on the road was genuine.  I answered his questions about what mom has been dealing with for the last 2+ years and explained chemo-brain to him (which I discovered recently is a very real thing and a term even used by doctors) and how yes, she could possibly come across as impaired to someone who doesn't know her or to someone who has a career based around just generally assuming everyone is guilty of something.  Okay, I didn't say the last part, but I would have liked to.  In the end, after a phone call to his sergeant she was left to go on her way, distraught and frustrated, but free.  The officer and I did agree perhaps the time has come for mom to not be driving, if only temporary.  So, everyone knows she doesn't know how to ask for help, right?  If you should feel so inclined, now would be a good time to throw out offers for rides to the grocery store, Costco, etc.   When I'm around I take her, as we did today to the grocery store.  And Lexi is around too, but who knows, she may need a lift from time to time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, as far as her cancer goes, according to the wise oncologists, everything still seems to be holding steady.  It's not appearing to get any worse or better.  I know mom doesn't like being off the chemo because she's afraid the cancer will gain a foothold and make a run for it, but her body needed a break any way you look at it.  It came down to the constant battle of treatment versus quality of life.  So, for a while we are erring on the side of quality of life.  She will be re-evaluated again soon to see how things are going after being off the chemo for a bit and will possibly be put back on a different chemo of a reduced dose of the one she just came off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a happy note we are planning another Christmas time visit from mom's side of the family just like we did a couple years ago in &lt;a href="http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-california.html"&gt;La Selva&lt;/a&gt;.  This year we'll be renting a 3000+ square foot house for the week up in the Carmel Highlands.  It will be nice being a little closer to home this time.  We are all very excited.  Last time was a blast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6340000331658909554?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6340000331658909554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6340000331658909554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6340000331658909554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6340000331658909554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/10/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling better'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-2073082965837905375</id><published>2010-10-02T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:42:38.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's out</title><content type='html'>I showed up today to run into mom getting out of a family friends car coming home from a wedding.  So good to see her up and about even if she did have her special little shoe on.  She looked great.  She was dressed up in what must have been a new dress.  Actually I guess all her clothes are new since none of the clothes from a couple years ago fit.  She looked great.  In fact I haven't seen her looking so good in a long time, it was a little odd actually, but great to see.  Her feet are healing up very quickly now since she has stopped the chemo. I haven't seen her walking so well in weeks.  Made me very happy to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We go to Stanford this coming Thursday so hopefully there is some good news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-2073082965837905375?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/2073082965837905375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=2073082965837905375' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2073082965837905375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2073082965837905375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/10/moms-out.html' title='Mom&apos;s out'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-381650388517031138</id><published>2010-09-25T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T08:46:48.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Mom is going to be taken off her chemo due to the rapidly declining condition of her feet.  That's right.  She has been having big problems with her feet and wounds on them.   The skin has been cracking and splitting.  It's very bad to the point where she can barely walk anymore.  I think she's going to be getting a wheelchair for the time being.  She is seeing wound care specialists and we will get her up to Stanford as soon as possible to get their opinion and see what the next step is in her treatment.  Of course she hates being off her chemo and has been very scared each time something has happened resulting in a treatment change.  She feels the chemo is the only thing keeping it in check.  I'll try to update when I know more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-381650388517031138?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/381650388517031138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=381650388517031138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/381650388517031138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/381650388517031138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/09/quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4440596786459849891</id><published>2010-07-17T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T00:46:07.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Closing a door</title><content type='html'>They say when one door closes another opens.  This week has been a tough week for any of us to accept that logic.  After 20 some odd years at Salinas Valley Memorial Hospital, at a career mom loved, she's been laid off.  It's hard to believe.  She had a great run there and she has so many great friends she's made.  She started as a nurse recruiter years ago and later took over all of the leaves of absence.  Anyone in the hospital who has ever gone on leave for maternity, extended sickness, etc., has gone through mom.  She's met a tremendous amount of great people there.&lt;div&gt;She accepted long ago the hospital was being generous keeping her on two days a week.  They more or less made a spot for her as she was unable to do the full time job managing personnel's leave.  I know she will miss her job and be missed by the other employees.  She only one of many being cut in these tough times at the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the mean time, she'll have 8 months of Cobra coverage for her health insurance reimbursed by the hospital, then she'll be on her own to cover it.  Spending is going to tighten up for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all she is in good spirits about the whole thing and says we will get through it.  We will.  We all know how tough and resilient she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has asked for people not to call right now as she just needs some time to herself to sort things out and get back on track.  The exception of course being if you would like to bring her a meal by.  Those have always been appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, by the way, the 14th was her two year anniversary of her diagnosis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the prayers you can send are always appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for everyones continuous support in the past and in the future&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4440596786459849891?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4440596786459849891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4440596786459849891' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4440596786459849891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4440596786459849891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/07/closing-door.html' title='Closing a door'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1701338492945842262</id><published>2010-07-13T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T21:53:33.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock-N-Water</title><content type='html'>I took mom up to see Matt &amp;amp; Lexi in Coloma at &lt;a href="http://www.rocknwater.com/"&gt;Rock N Water&lt;/a&gt;, the camp where they river guide in the summers.  Coloma is up in the Sierra foothills east of Sacramento and on the south fork of the American River.  It was a great weekend and very warm.  We relaxed and hung out by the river, ran errands for Lexi and shared a couple great meals with the camp staff who we've all become close to over the last seven or so years.  Craig and Mia, the husband and wife team who run the camp are always so gracious and they love mom.  It was far too short but a very nice visit nonetheless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mom trying to explain to Lexi how to do laundry.  All is well that ends well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lexi and that dreaded washing machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nothing like a good laundry mat photo.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mom, Haley, Linnea, Lexi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-20.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Momma T as the girls call her. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-78.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-78.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday camp dinner at Rock N Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-211.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-211.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haley, Lexi, Mom, Linnea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-237.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mom and Canyon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RockNWater7-10-244.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/RockNWater7-10-244.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1701338492945842262?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1701338492945842262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1701338492945842262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1701338492945842262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1701338492945842262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/07/rock-n-water.html' title='Rock-N-Water'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/th_RockNWater7-10-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3141379927836130703</id><published>2010-05-06T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T00:21:11.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Portraits</title><content type='html'>It has been a long time coming that I get some great images of mom and Lexi.  I have wanted to do this for quite a while now.  Nat pointed out that I don't have any pictures of mom up on my bookshelf along with the rest of them.  What kind of son am I?  It never dawned on me.  Problem solved.  A couple weeks ago we picked a day for them to set aside so we could get some nice pictures of them together.  We had a great time filled with laughter.  I will always cherish these pictures.  They are some of my favorite I have made yet.  More will be posted once I get editing done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_8837-Edit-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/_MG_8837-Edit-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/?action=view&amp;current=_MG_8630-Edit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/_MG_8630-Edit.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3141379927836130703?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3141379927836130703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3141379927836130703' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3141379927836130703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3141379927836130703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/05/portraits.html' title='Portraits'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/th__MG_8837-Edit-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-9102497421934290498</id><published>2010-03-18T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T16:43:10.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update since it's been a while.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all recently went up to S.F. to see the King Tut exhibit.  Mom has been asking to go since before Christmas, so we all crammed into Jake's SUV and took a sardine squished ride up to the city for the night.  The exhibit was great and mom enjoyed it.  It was nice to spend a couple days with the family, including Matt who had come up from school.  We got a wheelchair for mom, which was difficult to see but it was good for her and she just doesn't have the energy to be up on her feet all day long in a crowded museum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other than that we are just in a bit of a holding pattern waiting to see what's next.  There has been very little change.  I'll update when things change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep the prayers coming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-9102497421934290498?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/9102497421934290498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=9102497421934290498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9102497421934290498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9102497421934290498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/03/holding.html' title='Holding'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6231345578737383244</id><published>2010-02-28T11:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:19:02.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;img src="webkit-fake-url://49D7BFE0-D6B4-4B28-9EA7-78B4709E9669/anticancer-a-new-way-of-life.jpg" alt="anticancer-a-new-way-of-life.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just finished reading &lt;i&gt;Anticancer &lt;/i&gt;by David Servan-Schreiber, MD, PhD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The book isn't a feel good book about living with cancer, it is about the foods and lifestyle that contribute to the high cancer rates in the western world and ways to counter them.  It went into great detail about how the typical western diet is the perfect formula to promote production and growth of a tumor and the ways this diet, high in sugars and meat and veggies pumped full of hormones and pesticides, are the perfect recipe to cultivate a tumor.  The book was very well written by a doctor of western medicine.  He shines the light on the power of the pharmacuticle companies and points out what should be obvious, that there is little to no money to be made by the "health care" industry by recommending you eat healthy organic produce and meats.  The money is to be made on treatments and drugs.  Anyways, it opened my eyes to the realities of the foods most of us eat on a daily basis and the metabolic and biological effects they have on our bodies in relation to cancer.  Ever wonder why we have such escalated cancer rates in this country?  Check out the book, it will shed some light at the very least and maybe have you re-examining what your putting in your body.  It's got me shopping a lot differently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Of course I'll be sharing this info with mom and urging her to take some of these steps.  At this point she's got nothing to lose and everything to gain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We'll be heading to Stanford on Tuesday to see a heptologist and I'll update again after the visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6231345578737383244?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6231345578737383244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6231345578737383244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6231345578737383244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6231345578737383244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/02/anticancer.html' title='Anticancer'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-627910281212426224</id><published>2010-02-03T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T10:05:26.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottom of the Ninth</title><content type='html'>Today was mom's much anticipated appointment at Stanford oncology with the amazing Dr. Albert Koong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get into that I'll back up about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At her last appointment at her medical oncologist she went over her latest &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Positron_emission_tomography"&gt;PET&lt;/a&gt; scan and it was found that fortunately no metastasis was showing up and unfortunately she has a cirrhotic liver.  Mom has been off her chemo for at least a month or more.  There was an episode  a few weeks back when she was very confused due to elevated ammonia levels.  It was determined the elevated levels were likely due to some amount of liver damage.  The local oncologist basically sent mom on her way saying there was nothing else she could do for her.  We have all been terribly disappointed in this local doctor as well as her office as a whole.  I have never seen an office of any type run so inefficiently.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...off to Stanford&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our nurse Gillian and the doctor, Dr. Koong, have been absolutely amazing through this entire process.  Every step of the way mom has been treated with every bit of respect and dignity she deserves.  Today was no different.  Along for the ride today was also Jake and Lexi.  This was Lexi's first trip up to Stanford.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we were all a bit nervous heading up to this appointment and what it might hold.  Mom has active cancer, a cirrhotic liver, and is off her chemo.  Can this possibly lead to anything good?  It's been a hell of a week for all of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Down to the nitty gritty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom's liver is severely cirrhotic and probably not far from failure.  This is why she was taken off the chemo some time ago.  The concern about taking her off the chemo is that it is likely holding the cancer at bay.  So, it's a bit of a catch 22.  Leave her on the chemo to destroy the cancer and the liver gets destroyed.  Take her off the chemo to save the liver and the cancer is free to do as it wishes.  According to the doctor the best thing we could hope for at this point was that mom has some type of hepatitis which would be causing the liver problems.  Unfortunately according to the labs back this morning, that isn't the case.  This means that the liver cirrhosis is related to the disease.  Whether the cirrhosis is being caused by disease progression or simply by the chemotherapy is yet to be definitively determined.  When talking to the doctor, if I recall, he seems to think it is more likely from progression.  Of course the chemo she's been on is known to cause liver problems, I don't think it is very common.  Nothing about this cancer has been common though, so who knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also back from the lab is that her CA19-9 level is now at 262 from 98.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her most recent PET does not show that the tumor has necessarily increased in size or activity.  The information is somewhat contradictory in that the CA19-9 level has increased but the scans are not showing an increase in activity or size.  It seemed to have even the doctor a little puzzled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what's next?  On monday, she will have her ascites drained again and this time will be tested at cytology for malignant cells.  This would be a definitive sign of disease progression.  She has been referred to a Stanford liver specialist who has an interest in hepatic issues around cancer.  For now we wait for the paracentesis result, which may take a week or more, and the meeting with hepatology.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To quote Dr. Koong, "We are in the bottom of the ninth, and the relief pitcher is coming in, but the game isn't over yet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We continue to hold out hope.  Your continued prayers, notes, emails, facebook posts, phone calls, and meals are very much appreciated by the whole family.  Those of you who have left messages, they aren't being ignored, sometimes mom's just too exhausted, tired of talking about it, or just plain tired of the phone.  She knows your calling though and gets ever message, so don't stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for all of the support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;M&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-627910281212426224?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/627910281212426224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=627910281212426224' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/627910281212426224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/627910281212426224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2010/02/bottom-of-ninth.html' title='Bottom of the Ninth'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-7326222663343589446</id><published>2009-12-11T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T17:26:22.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the clear</title><content type='html'>A very brief post:&lt;div&gt;Mom had a doctor appointment today and the test results from the fluid draw came back negative for malignant cells.  This is huge news and very good news as well.  This means there is still no spread of the cancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-7326222663343589446?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/7326222663343589446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=7326222663343589446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7326222663343589446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7326222663343589446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/12/in-clear.html' title='In the clear'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4835794340745291066</id><published>2009-12-04T20:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T20:29:55.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing well</title><content type='html'>Mom had a doctor appointment today.  Jake and I went with her.  Overall the report was great.  The best news is that her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CA19-9"&gt;CA-19&lt;/a&gt; count is down some more.  It went from 312 at the last check to 118 now.  That's a very significant improvement.  The normal range for a healthy person is 0-35.  At one point the count was in the 900's so 118 is amazing.  This was outstanding news and very relieving.&lt;div&gt;Mom also had the &lt;a href="http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/12/swelling-hernia.html"&gt;fluid&lt;/a&gt; previously mention drained today.  They took out 2.5L.  That seems like a lot.  She is much more comfortable now.  They will run tests on the fluid to check for any malignant cells which would be an indication of less effectiveness by the chemo.  With the news of the CA-19 level dropping, it seems that shouldn't be too big of a concern.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had a minor fall the other night, likely due to poor balance from a sleeping pill.  No injury other than a bumped up tail bone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doc agreed with Jake and I that she does need to be careful to moderate her activity level more.  She's been overdoing it a bit lately and going till she crashes.  Mom agreed that she needs to work on it more.  Nobody wants her to sit around in bed all day, but some moderation would be good.  We just want to see her get healthy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A good day and good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made some changes to reflect the color of the &lt;a href="http://www.pancan.org/"&gt;Pancreatic Cancer Action Network&lt;/a&gt; of purple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4835794340745291066?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4835794340745291066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4835794340745291066' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4835794340745291066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4835794340745291066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/12/doing-well.html' title='Doing well'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4214199012527594630</id><published>2009-12-03T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:42:46.106-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lorraine thorup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancer'/><title type='text'>Swelling &amp; Hernia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since the last update, which I can't believe was in October (the last few month have been crazy for me with no end in sight, with some very exciting stuff going on), mom's hernia has worsened.  Much of this likely has to do with the fact that she still has not learned how to say "no".  I had to remind her just yesterday that she still does in fact have cancer.  She said that she is in denial.  At least she recognizes that.  I can see that it is very true.  She has been blessed all along with being able to remain at work a couple days a week and has generally remained very active.  She does way too much.  It's just who she is.  I see her in me a lot because I'm the same way.  I never know how to tell people "no" and I often burn the candle at both ends.  I get it from her, no doubt.  I've talked to her once and I'll talk to her again about the fact that she really needs to chill this Christmas and not over do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In addition to the hernia worsening it looks like the swelling and fluid build up is getting worse as well.  I talked about the fluid in the &lt;a href="http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-coming.html"&gt;last post&lt;/a&gt;.  She may be needing to get it drained soon.  In the evening she almost looks pregnant there is so much buildup.  I'll spare her the embarrassment of posting the pictures we just took to send to Stanford.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;She meets with her oncologist on Friday so if there is news I will update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Randomly I did a Google search on mom and found:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;she is on a &lt;a href="http://www.goodshepherdcorral.org/WeeklyUpdate_copy(1).htm"&gt;prayer list&lt;/a&gt; at her old church&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;turned up on &lt;a href="http://www.classmates.com/directory/public/memberprofile/list.htm?regId=437774021"&gt;Classmates.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;found the obituaries for my beloved &lt;a href="http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~listserv/f.html"&gt;grandmother&lt;/a&gt;.  They are about 11 &amp;amp; 12 up from the bottom (Mary M. Bond)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;and of course her &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1597573302"&gt;FaceBook&lt;/a&gt; page&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4214199012527594630?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4214199012527594630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4214199012527594630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4214199012527594630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4214199012527594630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/12/swelling-hernia.html' title='Swelling &amp; Hernia'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3558054444820813493</id><published>2009-10-24T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T22:03:46.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update Overdue</title><content type='html'>Well when we went to Stanford I took down some notes as I always do, and wouldn't you know it, I can't find them.  For what it's worth, there really isn't a whole lot of change.  The CA-19 count is down in the 400's again which is awesome.  The tumor, on some scan, appeared to be larger, but the metabolic activity of it has not increased.  My understanding is that the apparent increase in size could just be scar tissue or something similar.  She has a fluid build up around her liver.  It doesn't sound like anything to be overly alarmed about at this point.  I may be drained in the future if it presents an issue. It may be caused by something as simple as not having enough protein in her diet, which apparently may allow excess fluid from the blood vessels out because the molecular structure is actually smaller than normal and is therefore allowed to slip out of the vessels and into the interstitial fluid area.  Or something like.  This is all of the top of my head from two weeks ago, so I get a little slack here.  The other possible cause of the fluid build up may be simply that the ducts from the area of swelling are simple pinched/clogged/blocked by something, possibly the tumor.  Let me see if I can remember from anatomy class... Basically you organs are surrounded by a very thin sack.  On your heart it's called the pericardium I think (I may be way off here, I'm sure my heavily overeducated, overachieving East coast family will correct where needed).  Anyways, between the given organ, in this case her liver, and the "sack", there is a layer of viscous fluid.  This fluid is basically lubrication so that the layers don't rub together.  I'm sure there is much more to it than that, but I'd have to turn all the way around to get to my old books, it's too late, and it's really not an anatomy lesson.  So, you get the point.  The fluid in this layer is generated on a regular basis. As it is made, the old stuff needs to get drained and done away with.  If it doesn't drain away, it  just pools up because your body keeps making the new fluid.  For now it isn't a problem with mom.  They could drain it but that doesn't fix the underlying issue it only relieves the symptoms.  For now it's not bothering her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other minor issue is a new abdominal hernia.  Anyone who knows my mom knows that she would never let a little pancreatic cancer, or the plague for that matter, slow her down and keep her from doing everything she would otherwise normally be doing.  The hernia is probably from doing a little too much and tearing part of her incision from her exploratory laparotomy she had when first diagnosed over a year ago.  Of course there is nothing they can do about this and it should heal over time.  It kinda goes without saying that it is really the least of her worries right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than all this, things are good.  She continues to somehow go to work, clean the house, and everything else she always does. She is looking forward to Matt coming home this weekend and is excited about me getting ready to close on my first house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shameless plug time.  If you are in the area, &lt;a href="http://www.marksweeneyphoto.com/blog/index.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the continued prayer and support for mom.  She appreciates it always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3558054444820813493?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3558054444820813493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3558054444820813493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3558054444820813493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3558054444820813493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/10/update-coming.html' title='Update Overdue'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-5040128375070759188</id><published>2009-10-16T15:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:13:08.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest round</title><content type='html'>Mom had her latest round of IV chemo today at Dr. Stampleman's office.  It doesn't seem like it's been three weeks since her last round in the hospital when we were all so humorously entertained.  I had put in a request to the doc to get her all drugged up again so I could make my debut on YouTube, but it didn't work.  They did give her the Benadryl again for the reaction and she pretty much just sat there and got some sleep while the infusion ran.  It wasn't nearly as interesting as the last time.  Sorry, no video again...but that's ok at least I don't have to sleep (not) in a hospital again while mom wanders around the room babbling like a 30 year person of the streets.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Stampleman did stop by to update us on her latest round of scans and she basically said that we are continuing to move in the right directions.  One scan showed that there is no change in the size of the mass, and it actually may &lt;i&gt;appear&lt;/i&gt; to be bigger due to scar tissue and inflammation.  The other scan showed that the activity of the tumor has continued to decrease.  That is the good news.  So we continue to move forward one week at a time.  There continues to be no metastasis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's home once again resting up and I'm sure she'll be feeling good again in a couple days.  She is also still working.  She's a tough one!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks again for all of you kind comments on the previous posts, she does read them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-5040128375070759188?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/5040128375070759188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=5040128375070759188' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5040128375070759188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5040128375070759188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/10/latest-round.html' title='Latest round'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1076990296205362095</id><published>2009-10-10T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:16:58.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mom's doing well.  Went shopping for clothes that will fit her the other day and was having a bit of a hard time finding things I think.  Her sister Nancy is in town again and they had some nice time spent together.  Mom has been feeling pretty well still and seems to have quite a bit of energy lately and has been eating fairly well.  She will have another round of chemo next Friday so I'll update after that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1076990296205362095?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1076990296205362095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1076990296205362095' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1076990296205362095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1076990296205362095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/10/moms-doing-well.html' title=''/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-5205822335061226057</id><published>2009-10-02T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T19:02:43.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>Mom received some good news today at her doctors visit. Apparently her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CA19-9"&gt;CA-19&lt;/a&gt; count is back down to the 400's from the 900's.  She started a new chemo a while back, you can read the details &lt;a href="http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/06/coming-tonight.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  This is really amazing news and has mom very excited.  She called me right away to share the great news.  Now, this doesn't mean that she is in the clear yet. Normal CA-19 counts are down in the double digits.  But, when the other chemo she was on stopped working, her count had gone from the 400's back up to the 900's, so in essence we're right back where we were when the other chemo stopped having it effectiveness.  So this is great, it means that this new chemo is working and seems to be working well.  As I wrote before, she may be able to have another round of radiation at Stanford if the chemo continues to be effective.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please continue to keep her in your prayers.  They are working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-5205822335061226057?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/5205822335061226057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=5205822335061226057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5205822335061226057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5205822335061226057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-2627803695179160781</id><published>2009-09-26T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:29:38.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Overnighter in the hospital</title><content type='html'>So mom spent the night in the hospital last night as a precaution after her chemo.  It was an interesting night to say the least.  To help avoid the reaction she had last time they gave her a dose of Benadryl and to help with anxiety they gave Ativan (Lorazepam). Well...the two combined, as my mom predicted, had some interesting effects on her.  It's hard to put into words and you can count on a video next time (with mom's approval of course).  She was babbling like she was drunk for hours on end and making absolutely no sense.  At first it was a little extreme and Lexi was even a little scared and left pretty upset.  By the time her infusion was done the affects were wearing off a little but there was certainly still some lingering loopyness (not a word, I know).  Thankfully when Lexi came back later that night she was a little more with it.  The three of us sat around laughing about how odd some of the stuff was that was coming out of her mouth.  She would nod off and start waving around with her hands, calling the dog, looking for her sewing kit.  Lexi was laughing so hard her stomach was starting to hurt.  Mom would wake back up and start to laugh at herself and at Lex laughing.  It was really pretty funny.  Next time there will be video.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the night in the room with her because she really needed constant monitoring just in case.  She was up and down about every 20 minutes through most of the night and would wake up very confused.  Her legs were very weak and I was worried about her having a fall and breaking something.  She doesn't need that now.  The nurse gave her another Ativan later in the night and she finally got a couple hours sleep.  The night was uneventful for the most part and her care in the hospital, as always was wonderful.  We left first thing in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-2627803695179160781?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/2627803695179160781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=2627803695179160781' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2627803695179160781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2627803695179160781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/09/home.html' title='Overnighter in the hospital'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4192369563150087817</id><published>2009-09-25T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T08:47:15.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day at the hospital</title><content type='html'>Mom is at the hospital today to receive her chemo since last time she had complications.  As I wrote before, the last time she had this chemo administered, when she came home she had some swelling in her mouth and a difficult time breathing.  So, the doctors decided to keep her in the hospital this time while she gets her chemo.  She may stay overnight for monitoring.  I'll update when we have more info.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4192369563150087817?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4192369563150087817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4192369563150087817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4192369563150087817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4192369563150087817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/09/day-at-hospital.html' title='Day at the hospital'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-6897248305482159748</id><published>2009-09-16T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:22:35.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>As promised I am trying to make more regular updates even if they are small/short.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I walked into the house today on my way home from work to say hi to mom and I could see on her face that she was having a great day.  I asked her how she was feeling and she exclaimed "Awesome!"  It has been a long time since I have seen her like that.  She told me that she has been scarfing down food too!  This is great news if even only temporarily.  She showed me the back of truffles, and plate full of cookies, and said she was going to go buy a pound of See's candy.  It really doesn't matter what she eats as long as she is getting the calories.  I think she was joking about the See's.  She did eat a big dinner, the largest I've seen in a very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, as she explained to me, there is about a ten day window between her IV chemo treatment when she feels good and has an appetite. She said she is enjoying that time right now. She seemed like a different person today, it was amazing and uplifting to see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-6897248305482159748?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/6897248305482159748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=6897248305482159748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6897248305482159748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/6897248305482159748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/09/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1133054493960289003</id><published>2009-09-10T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T15:48:39.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>First off I have to apologize to all of you out there who have been anxiously waiting for updates on mom.  I'm making an attempt to update more often starting today.  The updates may be short and not filled with a ton of information but I'll do what I can to make them happen a little more often.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's been fairly stable in all areas for the most part.  Mom is still working two days a week most weeks, which I think she enjoys and it's great that she's getting out of the house for a day.  Her weight loss seems to have stabilized for now and she's been eating better in recent days.  Still not enough for the weight gain she needs but maybe enough to slow down the loss.  She is on a new chemo drug which is both oral and IV.  It's supposed to work well on pancreatic cancer so we have our fingers crossed.  I wrote about these drugs &lt;a href="http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/06/coming-tonight.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her spirits seem to be doing pretty well too.  Matt is off to Azuza Pacific for school and Lexi has started her Junior year at H.S..  Jake is back home now.  Seems like life is just moving along.  There really isn't a whole lot of news.  I'll do my best to keep up on this a  bit better from now on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1133054493960289003?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1133054493960289003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1133054493960289003' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1133054493960289003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1133054493960289003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/09/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-7758778096198514347</id><published>2009-06-24T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:12:23.952-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Optimism prevails</title><content type='html'>We were both privately worried and a bit nervous about the visit to Stanford today.  We both kept it to ourselves until after the appointment.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Based on mom's recent tests in Salinas, her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CA19-9"&gt;CA19-9&lt;/a&gt; level was elevated from her last check up several month ago.  What the numbers showed were that her cancer activity had decreased after a few month of chemo to very low levels but had since had a recurrence and increased again, although not back to the original levels.  Dr. Koong said that it appears the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gemcitabine"&gt;Gemcitabine&lt;/a&gt; (chemo drug) had run its course and was no longer having as strong an effect on the tumor as it was before.  This seems like bad news--increase in cancer cell, and decreased effectiveness--but this is when the first of the good news came.  What we didn't know is that there is another chemo drug she can switch to now which has proven to be very effective.  &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en-us&amp;amp;ei=Hg9DSunoJoT-sgOqxdnMDQ&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=spell&amp;amp;resnum=0&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;q=xeloda&amp;amp;spell=1"&gt;Xeloda&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en-us&amp;amp;q=Oxaliplatin&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g10"&gt;Oxaliplatin&lt;/a&gt; (combined, referred to as &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en-us&amp;amp;q=xelox&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g%3Ap1g2g%3As1g3g%3As3"&gt;Xelox&lt;/a&gt;) are commonly used for colorectal cancer, but apparently they are very effective against pancreatic cancer as well.  According to Dr. Koong, there is very recent info that has come out within the last few month from Europe that says Xelox may be even more effective against pancreatic cancer than the Gemcitabine is.  Instead of being used as a secondary drug it may begin to be used as the primary drug.  This means that although mom has run her course of  Gemcitabine, the most effective drug may have not even been used on her yet.  So, we will be looking into this Xelox and starting on a new regimen of this chemo.  This is great news.  They haven't even pulled out the "big gun" yet and the cancer is already knocked down and struggling to get up.  This could come even closer to knocking it out.  Further, the doctor said when she has gone through some treatment with the Xolox, she may even be able to get a little more radiation, helping to knock it out some more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1391.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were going up there with the expectation of exploring the option of clinical trials.  We thought the Gemcitabine was the only chemo option and that we had exhausted the traditional, proven methods.  This was a little tough on the nerves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1390-Version2-Version2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nurse Gillian &amp;amp; Mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Both amzaing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;  The recent scan also shows that there is no metastasis (spreading to other organs or parts of the body) which is the best news of all.  Mom has also been having increased back pain recently which is due to the recurrence of the cancer cells in the tumor.  The option of having a &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;client=safari&amp;amp;rls=en-us&amp;amp;q=celiac+block&amp;amp;aq=f&amp;amp;oq=&amp;amp;aqi=g5"&gt;celiac block&lt;/a&gt; will be looked at which would greatly reduce her pain levels.  The doctor also told her that she isn't taking nearly enough Vicodin (we should all be so lucky!) to control her pain level at night.  Mom has always been very pain tolerant and doesn't like popping too many pills.  She takes one a night and Dr. Koong told her she could take up to eight a day.  She doesn't get nearly enough quality sleep and she has been told that she needs to make that a priority, even if it is drug induced sleep.  So, she will be taking two at bedtime and another two if she should wake up in pain. This is good news on the pain control front and should result in better sleep, raising her overall health, and helping her in this fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1405.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Talking weight loss &amp;amp; food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sushi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other big issue is her weight loss.  Although she looks fantastic in comparison to a few years ago, she is down about 50 pounds.  That is a bit too much.  The problem is that she has been in excruciating pain every time she eats and therefore eats very small quantities of food.  Her protein intake is way down and weight has dropped too much.  When they to the celiac block, which will be done endoscopically, they will also take another look at her stomach to make sure there is still no ulcer.  The bottom line is that she must eat more and get her weight up a little, or at the very least maintain where she is at now, in an effort to maintain overall health to better fight this off.  The good news is that the list of food she can eat is long.  She was told to eat all the sushi she wants (which we did for lunch). She'll be trying Mylanta before meals to see if it helps with the pain.  It seemed to at lunch today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in summary:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Slight increase of cancer cells, but we're left with possibly an even better chemotherapy than before to continue the battle against it.  This is awesome news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Additional radiation is an option, which we didn't think was the case.  More awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More Vicodin.  Pretty sweet on the pain control.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More food, and the option (read: M.D. order) to put some weight on.  Sushi overload!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is super happy with the results of this visit, as she should be and as am I.  It really was nothing but good news, when we were expecting less than good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told Dr. Koong that I was sensing an overall vibe of optimism from him and wondered if I was right in my observation.  Are we still in this fight?  Have we not run out of options yet?  Are we in a good place overall?  When he answered me, I had a grin from ear to ear.  He said that we was very optimistic still and that we still have some great weapons left in the fight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1396.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A very happy mom thrilled by good news&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1401.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am absolutely overjoyed after this appointment and happy to report to you all the fantastic news.  We are not in the clear yet, but there is certainly sun shining down through the trees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom and the rest of the family thank all of you from the bottom of our hearts for the continued outpouring of support and prayers.  We see that they are being answered and God is good.  Thank you.  Thank you.  Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, I love you and I'm so happy to see the smile on your face through all of this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1407.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebrating life over some sushi with mom&lt;/div&gt;             &lt;img src="http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/IMG_1408-Version3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-7758778096198514347?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/7758778096198514347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=7758778096198514347' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7758778096198514347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7758778096198514347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/06/coming-tonight.html' title='Optimism prevails'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i573.photobucket.com/albums/ss171/mark_sweeney/mom/th_IMG_1391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3595206504154029217</id><published>2009-05-12T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T00:20:02.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mom's Day</title><content type='html'>Take it as a very good sign that I have been so bad about keeping up on this blog.  Actually I haven't been bad about it, there just hasn't been anything to wrotie about.  Mom has continued to do well.  She's keeping up on the chemo treatments and still working two days a week.  She's been feeling about the same.  She jokes about how none of her clothes fit, but I can see on her face that she's pretty happy about that.  I know she'd trade her cancer for a few of the pounds back, but nonetheless I don't think she minds a bit of the weight loss.  She continues to look great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She and Lexi went up and spent the night last weekend in S.F. and saw a play.  It sounded like they had a good time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had what I consider to be the most important Mother's Day we have had to date.  This is the first time in my life that I wasn't sure there would be another Mother's Day.  I really cherished the fact that she is here to spend another one with us.  My girlfriend Scarlett is in town for a week and I can see that they have enjoyed spending some time together finally.  On Sunday Mom, Lexi, Scarlett and I went to church in the morning, which of course mom cried through after seeing Matt and Lexi on the big screen giving tribute to moms.  Later that night I cooked up a big feast for the four of us at mom's house and Scarlett made some ridiculous brownies.  After dinner we settled in for a movie.  It was a quiet day.  I'm so grateful and blessed to be able to spend another nice, quiet day with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad you're here mom.&lt;br /&gt;Love You&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3595206504154029217?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3595206504154029217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3595206504154029217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3595206504154029217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3595206504154029217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/05/moms-day.html' title='Mom&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4994186385274728240</id><published>2009-04-14T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T15:52:02.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Test results</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is it turned out not to be an ulcer. Between the Endoscopy and ultrasound, the diagnosis is what is called varicies. Varices are dilated veins in the distal esophagus or proximal stomach caused by elevated pressure in the portal venous system. In simple terms, from what I understand, the tumor is putting pressure on an artery. The body has its own defense mechanism to create smaller vessels to bypass this artery. As Roseanne Roseann Adana so eloquently said, "it's always something".&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mark for all your postings.  You're a good son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4994186385274728240?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4994186385274728240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4994186385274728240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4994186385274728240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4994186385274728240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/04/test-results.html' title='Test results'/><author><name>Lorraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11071232265886587446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1276461989788959716</id><published>2009-04-11T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T02:01:08.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so lucky</title><content type='html'>There hasn't been a whole lot to post about lately which I suppose is a good thing. I guess these would be about as interesting as anyone else's posts would be about their day to day happenings if it were updated more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom continues to do miraculously well.  She continues to work 16 hours a week and do all the other normal daily activities you're average healthy person would be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I wanted to note here put a smile on my face just a couple days ago.  I had stopped by the house for a few to say hi to mom and she started to tell me something.  She told me about how she was listening to something on TV about Patrick Swayze who has the same type of cancer mom has.  She said, "did you realize only 20% of Pancreatic Cancer patients make it through the first year?"  "Yes" I said.  "I am sooooo lucky" she beamed.  Sure enough.  I told her, "Scarlett's mom would say, 'There's no such thing as luck, it's all is God's plan.'"  I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not done with you yet mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have so much to be thankful for this Easter season.  Mom was diagnosed nine months ago and she's doing so well.  We have so much to be thankful for.  As we approach that one year mark, please continue to pray hard for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1276461989788959716?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1276461989788959716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1276461989788959716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1276461989788959716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1276461989788959716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-lucky.html' title='I&apos;m so lucky'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3050306978241461497</id><published>2009-03-25T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:34:58.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update from Stanford</title><content type='html'>I am posting an email sent out by mom which does well to explain the results of her visit to Stanford.  She came home very happy.  I added to her good news with a little of my own with my announcement of being promoted to Fire Engineer at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello All,&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Stanford was a success by cancer standards.  The cancer cells remain the same, which is good.  It has not advanced.  My CA 19-9, which is a marker, in the form of a blood test, is in the 90 range. Considering it was 248 in July, this is good.  Abnormal is anything above 37.  They are keeping me on Chemo since I seem to be responding well.  Tell my tired body that. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I also have what they think is an ulcer. (my self diagnosis which they, my oncologist and the Dr. at Stanford, seem to agree.)  Six months following radiation is the most likely time an ulcer will show it's nasty head.  I will be having an Endoscopy as soon as it can be scheduled.  If it is an ulcer, they say the discomfort will last for about 6 months and it will heal itself.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I will keep you all informed.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3050306978241461497?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3050306978241461497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3050306978241461497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3050306978241461497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3050306978241461497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-from-stanford.html' title='Update from Stanford'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-101442836375536308</id><published>2009-03-19T11:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:49:58.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tests and Update</title><content type='html'>Mom recently had a check up with a PET scan and MRI.  The update was that nothing has changed since her last update.  There is still no metastasis, however the tumor has not diminished any further.  For now she will stop the chemo.  Tomorrow she has an appointment at Stanford for another checkup with them.  After that we will know more.  It is sounding like we might be looking into clinical trials from here on.  For now that is about all the news there is.  I will update more when the time comes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-101442836375536308?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/101442836375536308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=101442836375536308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/101442836375536308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/101442836375536308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='New Tests and Update'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-7398325249784686081</id><published>2009-02-24T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:41:40.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks</title><content type='html'>I just want to take a second to thank all of you who have visited and left such nice comments on the blog.  I've made sure to share them with my mom.  She is doing well right now and appreciates the support so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday I'll be heading out to Jacksonville to celebrate the life of Scarlett's dad Johnny.  I hope to meet a few of you there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thank you for all support for my mom and our family in these challenging time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-7398325249784686081?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/7398325249784686081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=7398325249784686081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7398325249784686081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7398325249784686081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/02/thanks.html' title='Thanks'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3410695876602203202</id><published>2009-01-21T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T22:24:14.544-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Normalcy returns</title><content type='html'>The holidays have come and gone and with it a dozen family members from the East coast.  It was a great holiday season and one I am so grateful to have been able to spend with mom.  Christmas week took a toll on her as it required a bit more energy, both physical and emotional, than usual.  She's now had a chance to catch up on some much needed rest.  Jake said that over the weekend she had great energy levels and was in very high spirits. Apparently she even skipped her nap (this is huge).&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly mom has increased her two days a week at work from five hours to eight.  This is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;So an update in a nutshell...&lt;br /&gt;Mom has pancreatic cancer.&lt;br /&gt;Prognosis not good.&lt;br /&gt;Mom has radiation and one lousy stay at Stanford.&lt;br /&gt;Mom has a bunch of chemo.&lt;br /&gt;Mom handles chemo very well.&lt;br /&gt;Mom goes back to work a few hours a day twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;Mom loses a healthy amount of weight and looks better than I can ever remember.&lt;br /&gt;Family comes to town and lifts spirits.&lt;br /&gt;Mom has check up.&lt;br /&gt;Results are phenomenal with no metastasis and a reduction of cancer cells.&lt;br /&gt;Mom is ordered to undergo three more months of chemo (because it's working).&lt;br /&gt;Mom increases work hours (at a job she loves) to eight hours twice a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, would you say things are going well or bad?&lt;br /&gt;What we are witnessing here is nothing short of a miracle in the making.&lt;br /&gt;She is kicking this things ass!&lt;br /&gt;Keep it up mom, there is light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3410695876602203202?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3410695876602203202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3410695876602203202' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3410695876602203202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3410695876602203202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/01/normalcy-returns.html' title='Normalcy returns'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8654590804516709543</id><published>2009-01-08T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T10:42:10.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to California</title><content type='html'>At last Christmas came and with it twelve family members from mom's side from the East coast.  On Christmas day they left freezing temps and snow  and arrived to see the last of a mild California storm.  They got to see big waves and dramatic skies. After that, the skies cleared and the rest of the week was some of the nicest weather I've seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZD36RoMTI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ktk1EMFZ6JI/s1600-h/_MG_9106+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZD36RoMTI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ktk1EMFZ6JI/s400/_MG_9106+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288989440208286002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB8-DsEpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AOKmxY65l-c/s1600-h/_MG_8656+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 235px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB8-DsEpI/AAAAAAAAASQ/AOKmxY65l-c/s320/_MG_8656+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288987328099652242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB9GeoxiI/AAAAAAAAASY/w2RLDIVJjaA/s1600-h/_MG_8894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 432px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB9GeoxiI/AAAAAAAAASY/w2RLDIVJjaA/s320/_MG_8894.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288987330360165922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (17 of us) had a house rented on La Selva Beach, near Aptos, for a week.  Christmas Day through New Years Day.  The food and drink were good and the company even better.  My family doesn't see that side of the family more than once a year or so.  It was a great chance to slow down and really spend some time with each other.  The house was located such that it really forced you to relax.  There were only a few things to do in the immediate area, and none of them sucked.  Options such as walking the beach, taking a soak in the hot tub (on the deck with a view of the beach), catching up on a book, or just sitting enjoying a cold one were the fare of the week.  It was perfect.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZFjNN7MoI/AAAAAAAAATo/zJpLlZfFckY/s1600-h/_MG_9155+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 419px; height: 273px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZFjNN7MoI/AAAAAAAAATo/zJpLlZfFckY/s400/_MG_9155+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288991283539030658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZFikE3OcI/AAAAAAAAATg/mKr_iVas6CE/s1600-h/_MG_9121+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 437px; height: 239px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZFikE3OcI/AAAAAAAAATg/mKr_iVas6CE/s400/_MG_9121+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288991272495167938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB9cVgLTI/AAAAAAAAASg/V4YQtL9S968/s1600-h/_MG_9038+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB9cVgLTI/AAAAAAAAASg/V4YQtL9S968/s320/_MG_9038+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288987336227433778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZIgceAuUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/INYGhD61qYk/s1600-h/_MG_9187+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZIgceAuUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/INYGhD61qYk/s400/_MG_9187+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288994534628309314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZCxxMy6kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lbXypvzsUHg/s1600-h/_MG_9078+-+Version+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZCxxMy6kI/AAAAAAAAATQ/lbXypvzsUHg/s200/_MG_9078+-+Version+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288988235181255234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few day trips to local spots. Some went to Monterey (there was an aquarium trip of course) and some to Santa Cruz and Capitola (Gabigola as it became know).  Nancy Ann organized an on the beach horse back riding trip at Molera Beach.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB8rGcvLI/AAAAAAAAASI/bfP8OtNZtgM/s1600-h/_MG_0427+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZB8rGcvLI/AAAAAAAAASI/bfP8OtNZtgM/s320/_MG_0427+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288987323010956466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZHdpX6rpI/AAAAAAAAATw/b00hl8Lk11g/s1600-h/_MG_9725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 382px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZHdpX6rpI/AAAAAAAAATw/b00hl8Lk11g/s400/_MG_9725.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288993387041173138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All in all it was an amazing week and it came to a close way too quick.  I think mom had a great time.  Tired at times, she really hung in there.  I know she cherished the chance to catch up with her sister, brother, and nieces and nephews.&lt;br /&gt;A great start to what is sure to be a much better year than the last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8654590804516709543?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8654590804516709543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8654590804516709543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8654590804516709543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8654590804516709543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-to-california.html' title='Going to California'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SWZD36RoMTI/AAAAAAAAATY/Ktk1EMFZ6JI/s72-c/_MG_9106+-+Version+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1797680860147254547</id><published>2008-12-17T12:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T14:10:24.751-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stanford Visit</title><content type='html'>Mom went to visit her radiation oncologist at Stanford today.  She had a good visit and the news was great, all things considered.  He was pleased with her PET scan and said that the amount of active cancer cells has diminished drastically.  There has been no metastasis (spreading) in her body, which is probably the best news of all.  She will through another three months of Chemo then be re-evaluated.&lt;br /&gt;Of course she is not looking forward to another three months of chemo but realizes that she can do it and that it really is good news.&lt;br /&gt;We are all looking forward to the family coming out from Boston on Christmas day for a week.  There will be seventeen of us in a beach house on La Selva beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update from the house Christmas week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1797680860147254547?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1797680860147254547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1797680860147254547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1797680860147254547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1797680860147254547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/12/stanford-visit.html' title='Stanford Visit'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-796011454718276986</id><published>2008-12-05T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:49:44.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great News</title><content type='html'>Well, as one person put it, yes, no news has been good news.  It's probably a good thing that there have been no updates for such a long time, although I realize all of you would like to know more about how mom is doing more frequently.   My appologies, life just has a way of getting in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is doing very well lately.  She continues to put in 10 hours a week at the hospital.  I think that has been a very nice escape for her. I'm sure everyone in the office is glad to have her back, if only on a limited basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemo continues once a week and it has been going well.  She comes home from treatment tired and I often find her sleeping on the couch when I stop by to visit.  She hasn't been sleeping well lately but I think most of that has stemmed from nerves.  She's been a bit apprehensive about upcoming test and the results they will yield.  This lack of sleep has led to a bit more sleeping during the day.  I think it's great that she gets sleep whenever she can as I'm sure that her body needs it and uses all that energy to help itself heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday she had a round of tests at the hospital including a PET scan. All of the news was for the most part positive.  There has been no metastasis (spreading to other parts of the body) which to me is the best news we could have possibly hoped for.  The mass on her pancreas is about the same size but the active cancer cells have diminished in size and number (that's how I understood it). All in all it was very good news and it sounds like the treatments are working as they should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom will continue with chemotherapy for now and on the 17th we will go to Stanford again for a checkup with the doctor up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now we are very much looking forward to our family from the east coast coming out for Christmas week.  It's right around the corner and mom is going to be healthy to enjoy it.  This will be the greatest Christmas yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-796011454718276986?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/796011454718276986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=796011454718276986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/796011454718276986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/796011454718276986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/12/great-news.html' title='Great News'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3869571359137337069</id><published>2008-10-18T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:19:23.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body of Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SPrtfqqLLNI/AAAAAAAAADU/pDK0CyualzI/s1600-h/IMG_0973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SPrtfqqLLNI/AAAAAAAAADU/pDK0CyualzI/s320/IMG_0973.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258776643191385298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had a good chemo session on Friday and left feeling well. I sat in with her for a bit which I always enjoy. It gives us a chance to just sit and B.S. about whatever.  We have each others undivided attention because there is nowhere else to go when you have an IV stuck in your arm.&lt;br /&gt;After her treatment we went and had lunch at the Loose Caboose in Salinas, a little deli which has been there since the beginning of time.  She was having a hankering for their clam chowder (chowda for those back East).  Disappointed, she found that the recipe had changed since the last time she had it years ago.  After lunch she went home for her daily nap. Tangent: There is really something to be said for a nap I think. It's so refreshing. Obviously her body is requiring more sleep as it is in a constant battle against the tumor. I like a nice nap...&lt;br /&gt;At 4:00 we went to go see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body of Lies&lt;/span&gt; in Monterey. Good movie and very action packed. It was a bit on the graphic side for mom, who I caught more than once hidding her eyes. I wont give away any of the detail but it was a very good movie.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we grabbed a quick burrito. OK, there was nothing quick about it. I came to realize that Del Monte Mall has turned into quite the gen Y (I like to call this latest generation "Gen Me") hangout on a Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;All in all another very nice day haging out with mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She now has a week off chemo then three on followed by another off and three more on. After that it will be time to re-evaluate and go from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3869571359137337069?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3869571359137337069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3869571359137337069' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3869571359137337069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3869571359137337069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/10/body-of-lies.html' title='Body of Lies'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SPrtfqqLLNI/AAAAAAAAADU/pDK0CyualzI/s72-c/IMG_0973.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-7064882110750295176</id><published>2008-10-15T22:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:15:21.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to work?</title><content type='html'>Mom has been doing very well the last few weeks.  That is to say that her symptoms have been minimal.  She seems to have a bit more energy day to day although she still is napping. The tumor must be shrinking some at least because her back and abdominal pain has subsided a lot.&lt;br /&gt;We had a little date night the other day. She came with me to Marina's annual firefighter memorial service to recognize all the fallen firefighters from the county over the years. This year was a bit extra emotional as the young widow of a Matt Will was there to place his name on the board.  Matt Will was a bulldozer operator with Cal Fire and died last year on a fire when his dozer rolled down a hill.  Mom was expectantly a little on the emotional side during the ceremony but I think that's OK given her current state.  After the memorial service we went to dinner at a little local spot, "Francisco's."  She enjoyed it and ate much more than she thought she would. She damn near polished off a whole plate of calamari.  It was great to see her out enjoying herself for the evening.&lt;br /&gt;She has gone back to work twice a week for five hours a day.  I'm pretty sure she has become rediculously bored sitting at home all the time.  The combination of her drastic improvement since Stanford and going back to work has had a great impact on Lexi.  She has been in a much better mood lately and it is so wonderful to see. At 15 all I want to see is her enjoying every moment of her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-7064882110750295176?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/7064882110750295176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=7064882110750295176' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7064882110750295176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/7064882110750295176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-work.html' title='Back to work?'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3829637607771829105</id><published>2008-09-19T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T00:49:11.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shame on me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Many appologies for lagging so bad on this monster I created.  Just when I think I'm full (stick a fork in me) I find a little tiny bit of room on my plate to cram something else into.  I've been so busy (who isn't these days) that this has been the last thing on my mind. Work has been busy with a bit of overtime, weddings, trips out of town, and trying with all I have to get a photography business going (which is so much more work than I ever anticipated, although I am enjoying the process).  Once in a while I even find a few hours to sleep.  So, its 12:17 am and we just returned from a call (I'm at work) so I figured why sleep now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough complaining from me.&lt;br /&gt;There has been so much going on since the last post.  Standford has come and gone, albeit not without a hitch or 10.  In fact, what was supposed to be the easiest part of the whole treatment in reality became the most challenging for mom to get through. Rashes, back pain, neck pain, shots, blood clots, an over crowded teaching hospital and a ton of waiting were just some of the problems. On a side note (and I can't wait for the comments) I'm sure the whole socialized medicine idea will do a lot to hurry up the hospital thing. I sat in the ER one night, thinking how someday under that plan we'll be waiting months instead of hours.  That will be just peachy.&lt;br /&gt;As I headed to LA for a conference on Monday, mom and auntie headed to Stanford for the first of five radiation treatments over five days. The first three days went very well. Mom was tired and a bit worn out but they went well and overall there were no bad side effects. This is where it all went down hill. Wednesday night her neck swelled up badly to the point where it was difficult to swallow and talk.  The next morning she was in the ER. I was able to finally catch up with them there, after returning from LA hours earlier.  They had pulled the port she had in as an access point for the chemo.  They suspected that it was causing the issues. Using an ultrasound it was discovered mom has a clot in her internal jugular vein, the main vein retuning to the heart from the head.  The diagnosis wasn't bad but it was causing much discomfort.  This coupled with a sustained elevated heart rate bought her a stay overnight to be monitored.  The next day (Friday) she checked out and went home for the weekend. Now she is giving herself two shots a day of Lovenox, an anti-coagulant, to help the clot dissipate. The shots are for three months.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday she was able to continue with the remaining two radiation treatments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now radiation and trips to Stanford are over. Mom is home and generally feeling pretty crappy.  Some days are ok.  She is a bit run down, but I am optimistic it will improve over the next week or so.  She will have two weeks off then back on the chemo for another three weeks. Sometime when that is over she will have more scans and see what kind of progress has been made. Dr. Koong, the radiation oncologist at Stanford, told mom that remission is a good possibility. I take this with very guarded optimism but optimism nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family has been going through some challenges on a more personal level lately, as we all continue to process and live with cancer.  The stress level is up and emotions are high sometimes.  I feel for Lexi, as I know she has such a big workload at school and her singing, and of course dealing with this.  The stress is bearing down a bit.  It's a lot for anyone to handle and I know that mom is all consuming to her.  Collectively as a family we have all decided a little help in the psych area might be a good healthy idea. I think it will really help on many levels.  I don't think this is something anyone in this situation should deal with alone. I know I look forward to it for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been great having my aunt out here. She's been a big help to mom and a great guinea pig for me to test out new lenses and flash equipment on. I think I have single handedly knocked her vision down a couple rungs. She'll have to get a new prescription when she gets home. I think she heads back on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Nancy is planning a house on La Selva beach for the whole family over Christmas time.  This should be awesome.  It has been a huge amount of work and I know, many hours on the computer researching from Boston. Thank you Nancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all for now, I'll try to get better with updates in the future. Thank you everyone for your continued support, it is very appreciated by us all.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3829637607771829105?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3829637607771829105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3829637607771829105' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3829637607771829105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3829637607771829105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/09/shame-on-me.html' title='Shame on me'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-2334464234701926172</id><published>2008-09-06T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T08:56:32.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready set go.......</title><content type='html'>Well Monday is my big day.  Standford here I come.  I have to admit I am quite apprehensive about what I am going to face, but optimistic.  Just a quick update.  Judy Modena drove me to my radiation set-up on 8/25/08.  4 hrs of hurry up and wait.  The best part of the day was getting the upper mold, for positioning for the radiation.  It was warm and comforting and felt so good on my back.  That is where the soft fuzzies ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold and anxious I waited for 45 minutes, in my hospital gown, in the waiting room, to be called for my Pet scan.  Never having had one before, I had no idea I was going to have radioactive dye put in my veins and have to go in isolation for another 45 minutes, in a cold storage room with only my hospital gown and a hard plastic pillow to keep me company.  (Stanford missed the education op) (I'm sure I asked the right questions). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After isolation, I now got to lay on a nice hard table (on my back) for about 45 minutes while they did the PET and numerous Cat Scans.  Thank goodness for my Lamaze training all those years ago, because it sure came in handy.  I knew it had to be over soon.  Didn't these people have to go to lunch? a break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day finally over, I'm feeling quite emotionally and physically beat up, Judy came back to pick me up (she got to go shopping).  While I was waiting, glad to be outside, I was struck by the people coming in and out of the clinic in far worse shape than me.  I stopped and prayed for them and thanked God for all my blessings, which at that time seemed to numerous to list.  It's amazing to me the glory I now see all around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but it's not over yet.... On Thursday after my visit to Stanford I started getting an itchy back, by Sunday evening I have a full blown body rash.  A reaction from the Scans I had at Standford.  Why does it always happen on the weekend and a holiday at that?  I got out the Benadryl, Cortizone cream, Aveno, and cut my nails, determined to wait until Tuesday to call the doctor.  Not wanting to go and sit in ER for 3-4 hours.  Tuesday brought me a round of Predizone and by Friday all was well. Phew.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned above, Monday, 9/8/08 is my big day.  My sister Nancy is flying out from Boston on Monday night to get me back and forth during the week. I hope she can get through &lt;em&gt;Hurricane Hanna&lt;/em&gt;.   We will be staying in Palo Alto a couple of nights and commuting back and forth the other 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am unfortunately, on Monday night, missing Lexi's &lt;em&gt;Back to School Night&lt;/em&gt;.  She will be performing for the first time in the A Capella choir.  Matt is going to video tape for me.  He wants to go to all her classrooms and video interview the teachers for me.  Of course she is threatening him with idol intimidation.  They'll have to work that one out. I have bigger fish to fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill you all in after my treatment.  Keep the good thoughts coming.  Thanks for all the prayers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-2334464234701926172?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/2334464234701926172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=2334464234701926172' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2334464234701926172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2334464234701926172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/09/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready set go.......'/><author><name>Lorraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11071232265886587446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-694505046555577950</id><published>2008-08-18T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T13:41:28.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes it's really me</title><content type='html'>I guess it's about time I contribute to the blog, although I don't want to take anything away from Mark.  He is doing such an outstanding job.  It's no secret that anyone who knows Mark from his teen years will agree, that he has more than made up for my sleepless nights.  I couldn't ask for a more supportive and caring child.  I say child, although he is almost 34.  Anyone know a cute single girl who would like to meet a cute never married, obviously sensitive, firefighter who takes great photographs and is very handy around the house?  Forever the mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm healing well from the surgery, although it has now been 5 weeks and I feel as though I should have progressed further in the healing process.  I still have some pinching and redness.  I'm on my second round of antibotics. I probably went off the meds too early, but whenever I have breakthrough pain, I take some Tylonol an seem to be back on track.  Anyone who knows me, knows I'm not much of a "rester".  I had no idea having Cancer could keep you so busy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the night.  I don't sleep well and I think I must have ADD, because everytime I try to meditate, within 2 minutes I'm thinking of what I must accomplish tomorrow.  My evening prayer is to &lt;em&gt;make this day pass quickly, make tomorrow sunny&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am on the ride of my life.  It's like a new roller coaster and right in the front seat.  As I started my ascent the butterblies are in the pit of stomach and my adrenlin starts coursing through my body.  When I reach the top I have no idea what is in store for me.  If Chemo is the crest, then I'm not in bad shape, but I know it's a long ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fortunately have eased up on the 24/7 thinking of cancer.  Although now I think about when I reach the other side how there will always be this black vapor lurking behind me.  Normally life travels so fast we wonder where the week went.  When you have cancer every day is 48 hrs long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemo has treated me well so far.  I do have a burning at the site, so I can only think it must be breaking down the tumor.  Power of positive thinking!  Those of you who know better, don't tell me I'm living in Fantasy Land.  No hair loss and no major side effects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a wonderful visit with my neice Nancy and her 2 almost teen children.  Nobody pushed me to "perform".  The best day was the ride down to Big Sur.  We had a picnic at the River Inn, coffee at Nepenthe's and a little walk at Pheifer State Beach.  That was the most glorious day I can remember having in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading an atricle Alice Knapp sent me, a quote stuck out, as it is my philosophy.  (I wish I had thought of it first)  "I can be happy with cancer or sad with cancer.  Either way, I have cancer.  So why not enjoy life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My focus is giving and doing anything that gives me joy and it's not traveling or the plethora of things people in my situation think they must do.  It's being around my beloved family and great friends that give me the greatest joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for all the wonderful cards, well wishes, phone calls, flowers, prayers and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, love to you all&lt;br /&gt;Lorraine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-694505046555577950?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/694505046555577950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=694505046555577950' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/694505046555577950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/694505046555577950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/yes-its-really-me.html' title='Yes it&apos;s really me'/><author><name>Lorraine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11071232265886587446</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8637508922816496141</id><published>2008-08-17T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T21:24:33.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom had her second round of chemo on Friday. She told me that she still didn't feel too bad from it, maybe only slightly worse. She had a restful weekend. My cousin Nancy left on Friday after a week. They had a chance to visit with my mom and we had some good time playing cards and had a BBQ at my house one night. I spent the night in S.F. with them and we had a good visit and a great meal together at a fantastic Italian joint in N.Beach. Friday they left to go back to Boston. I was in a wedding for my long time friends Jeremy and Courtney on Saturday so the whole weekend from Friday until now has been taken by that. It was a great wedding up at the Roaring Camp Railroad which turned out to be a great idea and was an amazing place for a wedding. We took the train up to the Redwoods for the ceremony. It was a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom told me tonight that she was in a little pain mostly her back and she hasn't been sleeping all that well. I think mostly it's probably a little bit of her overdoing it during the day, which is pretty typical of her.  She will have one more chemo session at the end of this week then two weeks off before the radiation treatment at Stanford.&lt;br /&gt;So far so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8637508922816496141?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8637508922816496141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8637508922816496141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8637508922816496141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8637508922816496141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/round-2.html' title='Round 2'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-9114862805526313825</id><published>2008-08-08T14:57:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:12:15.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chemo was a success. She is home resting and feeling no ill effects so far. She said that she didn't feel a thing. No burning, no discomfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom got home and a had a good rest in anticipation of my cousin arriving from Boston. Nancy got to the house around five. We all had a great visit. With my mom's side of the family there is never any shortage of laughter and there was plenty tonight. We grilled up some big burgers and sat around the dinner table telling stories. Mom talked about some of the times back in the day when she was young around Somerville just outside Boston. Nancy grew up in the same house so they share a lot of common memories. Mom had a great time tonight and it was a nice break from the routine. There was very little talk about cancer, it was just family hanging out. I think it was very therapeutic for her. Nancy will be in town for the week so I'm sure there'll be no shortage of card games, which is big in mom's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing else on the calendar as far as treatment goes until next week when she will have her next treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-9114862805526313825?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/9114862805526313825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=9114862805526313825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9114862805526313825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/9114862805526313825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-on.html' title='It&apos;s on!'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1990984127661285986</id><published>2008-08-08T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T07:47:46.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertisements</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Above you'll see new advertisements from Google on the blog. They will likely be related to the blog. I had these put up and they generate revenue based on visits to the advertisers. Please pay a visit to them, and all proceeds will go the the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network which is linked on the right hand column of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're heading to the doctor today at 9:30 to see if mom is ready for the chemo. I will try to update later today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1990984127661285986?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1990984127661285986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1990984127661285986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1990984127661285986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1990984127661285986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/advertisements.html' title='Advertisements'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3749806957708782261</id><published>2008-08-06T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:57:05.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just so everyone knows, mom will not be receiving chemo in the hospital and will not be hospitalized. More to follow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3749806957708782261?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3749806957708782261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3749806957708782261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3749806957708782261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3749806957708782261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/visitors.html' title='Visitors'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1470757881735205135</id><published>2008-08-06T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T12:31:26.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Port Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yesterday mom had a port and a ciliac block done. The port is basically a semi-permanent IV line so that she doesn't have to get stuck every time and doesn't have to worry about an infiltrated IV. The procedure went well and she came out of it with her back feeling much better. It has been bothering her from the pressure of the tumor. The ciliac block numbs the nerve endings in the area and should work to reduce some of the pain. The doctor said it doesn't always work but it was worth a try. The pain came back to some extent last night so I don't know how well it's working but we'll give it a couple days and see how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday she will go in and see the surgeon again to have a look at her incision from the surgery. It has been a little infected. Not to the point to worry about too much but to the point that she may not be ready to have chemo if she has an infection. If the doctors think it is minor enough then she will start chemo that day. If not then it will be put off.&lt;br /&gt;Mom's niece and her daughters are coming to town on Friday for a week from Boston. I know she is looking forward to seeing her as they are very close.  Unfortunately mom should be starting chemo that day. My cousin is a nurse practitioner in Boston so it will be nice to have her around and she is of course understanding of what mom is dealing with and isn't expectant of mom to be too entertaining. I'm looking forward to it as well, as I have most of the week off from work while she is here.&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again on Friday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1470757881735205135?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1470757881735205135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1470757881735205135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1470757881735205135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1470757881735205135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/port-call.html' title='Port Call'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-5199658168247469627</id><published>2008-08-01T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T23:22:05.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Round 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mom will be starting chemotherapy next Thursday.  She will have it once a week for three weeks, followed by two weeks off. During the two weeks off, preparation will be done for her radiation treatments at Stanford. After her two weeks off chemo she will have up to five radiation sessions over the course of a week. This will be followed by two more weeks off then another round of chemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, mom is a bit terrified of chemo, and rightly so I'm sure, but the doc told her that the one she is taking is not one of the really bad ones as far as side effects are concerned. Everyones body handles it differently so we'll see how she does.  I know she is just happy to gt the ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be mid-way through next week before I post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-5199658168247469627?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/5199658168247469627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=5199658168247469627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5199658168247469627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/5199658168247469627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/08/round-1.html' title='Round 1'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-448833469213083592</id><published>2008-07-30T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T21:33:20.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cyber-a-go-go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The morning started early today when the family, minus Matt, picked me up at the station at 7 am.  The traffic was light all the way up to Stanford which is about a 1 1/2 hour drive.  The  air was a little tense I sensed as we were heading into something so optimistic but yet still so unknown. We had no idea what Dr. Koong was going to have to say or even if this "Cyberknife" would be the right modality for her treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically speaking (I've been around doctors a lot lately so I can do that) the Cyberknife is stereotactic radiosurgery (spell check hates this post btw). The other similar machine is called "Trilogy" and they are the same for our purposes. These devices deploy radiation in a very narrow, precise field, guided by high resolution CT imaging and real time 3D imagery. The machine even compensates for the patients breathing rate and delivers the radiation with millimeter accuracy leaving the surrounding organs very minimally effected.  There may be some nausea and an increased occurrence of ulcers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further delay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief talk with a medical student who did a short physical exam, Dr. Koong came in. When he introduced himself my mom exclaimed, "wow, you're so young!"  Dr. Koong gave us a very good impression and had excellent bedside manner. I could see that this put mom very much at ease.  He explained the Cyberknife to us and answered a barrage of questions with the utmost patience.  He feels as though mom will be a good candidate for this technology and that it will work well for her. So, she will in fact be getting radiation at Stanford with what apparently is the best technology for this type of situation in the world.  Now, this isn't a cure all. There will be about a five week wait before she can begin treatment and in the meantime she will begin chemotherapy next week in Salinas.  Really the only bad news we heard today is that he is very confident that the tumor will in time return.  The objective is to keep it "in check." Apparently these tumors do not go away forever. So, this is not a cure, but it could very well buy a bit of time.  For the time being she will receive treatment of Gemcitabine (chemo) (link at right) once a week for the next three to five weeks.  She needs to be off the chemo for two weeks before and two weeks after the radiation. The radiation will take place every day for about 1 1/2 hours for around five days.  In a nutshell she will start with chemo, which should be the worst part of this of course, then move to the radiation, then back to chemo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is where we stand. The worst of it starts next week. Mom is understandably terrified of chemo.  I have tried to reassure her that many before her have gone through it and that she can as well. She will need to get sick to get better.  I think the next few months is the time when we are really going to need to pull together. We'll be there for her and we will all get her through it and she will come out the other side healthier. Please understand that she may not be in the best of spirits now while looking toward chemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The support from all over continues and it is really great. She is well aware of how many people care about her and are thinking about her and praying for her. Keep it up, it is so appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to follow next week when chemo starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-448833469213083592?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/448833469213083592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=448833469213083592' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/448833469213083592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/448833469213083592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/update-from-stanford.html' title='Cyber-a-go-go'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1483995470066722638</id><published>2008-07-29T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:00.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Grind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've missed work. I don't know if I realized it until I got back. It was nice to be back on shift. It was a pretty slow day at the fire station. We had a couple calls and it was nice to get back in the game. It hasn't been that long but it sure starts to feel like it. The people around the station, the radio traffic, the siren, the banter around the breakfast table, volunteer training, it was all a nice break in the world which has been the last couple weeks. I thought maybe I'd get my mind off cancer for a while but that just wasn't the case. It's still all consuming. That's OK though I think that's just about right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Selai, our fire administrative assistant made a card which everyone (fire as well as police, and all the support staff) signed. It was two full pages. That just about made me lose it.  In it there are two pictures of mom pinning on my badge the day I was sworn in. There is no doubt that it's going to get mom crying in the morning when she sees it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SJAFDZ2AwsI/AAAAAAAAABw/UVBq_pRY4DY/s1600-h/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 371px; height: 278px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SJAFDZ2AwsI/AAAAAAAAABw/UVBq_pRY4DY/s320/IMG_0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228684723412320962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought that was such a nice thing. The support around here has been awesome. I had a short talk with my Chief today about all that has been going on. That had me welling up a bit. It's weird sometimes I can talk about it on and on and not be phased and other times the reality of the situation hits me and I just can't do it. It was a good day back to work and nice to get to some sense of normalcy even if my mind is a bit elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the big day. The fam is meeting me at the station around 7 am and we'll head up to Stanford together. It will be interesting to see how the car ride is considering all the emotions that will be sitting in there. I'm really glad that Lexi is going with us. I know it is important to her to be involved and I think that is very telling of her character.  I know she is having a hard time just like the rest of us but she is remaining strong nonetheless. This will certainly build character if nothing else. Of course the minute we know what Stanford has to say I will update here. I know there are many out there who will be eager to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent off for a search of clinical trials through the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network. I received the results back and there were five or six in California. I haven't had a chance to look at them yet but I will tonight and see what they are all about. Also we want to be able to discuss them with the doctors at Stanford if we see any which may be appropriate. Updates to follow on those as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is doing fairly well. She said she had a good nights sleep last night and went for a good walk today. She was a bid on the depressed side last night and we talked about it. She said that she hadn't been able to sleep and did a bit too much reading on the net. Of course the info she found was understandably a bit depressing. I talked to her about how normal this is and that it will rear it's ugly head many more times as she goes through this process. There will be highs and there will be lows. They are all normal and they are all a part of the process. They will come and go, and not just for her but for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1483995470066722638?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1483995470066722638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1483995470066722638' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1483995470066722638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1483995470066722638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-to-grind.html' title='Back to the Grind'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SJAFDZ2AwsI/AAAAAAAAABw/UVBq_pRY4DY/s72-c/IMG_0581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1546098813980809646</id><published>2008-07-28T18:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:01.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends &amp; Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life has been back to normal for the most part. The elephant in the room is still sitting there and cancer is about the only thing I think about (along with how weird it feels to be going back to work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6ihcn4d7I/AAAAAAAAABY/hneJ_9t3jR8/s1600-h/stanforduniversity2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6ihcn4d7I/AAAAAAAAABY/hneJ_9t3jR8/s320/stanforduniversity2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228294912926578610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tomorrow), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but life is moving right along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; One more day and we head up to Stanford (Stanford Cancer Center at left).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Mom, Jake, Lexi, and I will all go up. We are all eager to hear what they have to say.  They said that they might not start the procedure up there until September, which is obviously too long to wait. Mom is talking with the oncologist here to see if perhaps beginning chemo here in the mean time would be appropriate. Right now no decision has been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;made either way and we are waiting to see what Stanford has to say when we get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom has kept herself busy cleaning around the house and going for walks daily.  She has never been the type to sit around doing nothing all day. It still holds true. A few days ago she even went over to the beach for a w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;alk along the path in Monterey, and also took in a movie with Lexi. Many friends have come by to visit and that has certainly kept her spirits up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI-Jn8HC2mI/AAAAAAAAABo/0CSDxjO8r2Y/s1600-h/photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI-Jn8HC2mI/AAAAAAAAABo/0CSDxjO8r2Y/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228549011644013154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight many of the ladies from her office at the hospital and a few other friends from the hospital came by. They brought plenty of food and sat around talking with mom for a while. As always, she loves being around friends. This whole thing has shown me how sometimes you really have to live for the moment and embrace the day.  Friends and family aren't going to be around forever. Time spent together making memories is so crucial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6d1Bx6yII/AAAAAAAAAAg/pAavAzKl-SA/s1600-h/_MG_6145+-+Version+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6d1Bx6yII/AAAAAAAAAAg/pAavAzKl-SA/s400/_MG_6145+-+Version+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228289751760160898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saturday night Pete and Sole, a couple who have been part of our family as long as mom has known Jake, came by for dinner and cards. The food was great, as it always is when the Wilrodts cook. After dinner th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e four of them played cards. Once in a while I see mom have such a good time and laugh so hard that it hurts. Saturday night was one of those times. She had one of those laughing fits where you are just about crying and struggling to breathe. She was laughing s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;o hard I thought she might pass out. I sat there just watching her and being so thankful for what great friends she has surrounding her. Times like that are the ones to really cherish. I love to see that kind of joy on her face. It was a great night.&lt;br /&gt;Check out past posts for some other pictures I added.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake's cousin Andrea came by today as well for a visit. She was on her way north after a wedding down south. I thought that was very nice of her to go out of her way to see mom. I know mom has always been fond of Andrea and I'm sure they had a good visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Nancy is coming out from Boston the second week of August with her two daughters for a week. I can't wait to see her and I know mom is looking forward to it. Nancy is mom's sister's daughter. My mom was the youngest child and when she was a teenager living at home my aunt lived downstairs with my cousin (her daughter). Mom and Nancy became very close and have remained so over all the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad called mom today. They haven't talked in a very long time. I know it wasn't easy for him to call but he did. It meant the world to my mom. He complimented her on her job raising me, as she did 99% of it. That meant a lot to me as well. It made her cry just telling me about the call. I was so proud of dad for doing that, I think it was one of the kindest things he has ever done. Go dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1546098813980809646?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1546098813980809646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1546098813980809646' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1546098813980809646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1546098813980809646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/friends-family.html' title='Friends &amp; Family'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6ihcn4d7I/AAAAAAAAABY/hneJ_9t3jR8/s72-c/stanforduniversity2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-2484558555051178220</id><published>2008-07-25T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T11:39:57.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As if he were waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's as if Randy Pausch were waiting for mom to find him.  Mom was supposed to watch his lecture today (I'm sure she did). What odd timing indeed. Dr. Pausch died today at 47 years old.  It's heartbreaking. He was such a voice-and one of the few-for pancreatic cancer. His legend will live on in the cancer world. &lt;a href="http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/07/25/last-lecture-professor-randy-pausch-dies-at-47/?hp"&gt;http://well.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/07/25/last-lecture-professor-randy-pausch-dies-at-47/?hp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://online.wsj.com/article/SB120951287174854465.html?mod=null_topbox"&gt;http://online.wsj.com/article/SB120951287174854465.html?mod=null_topbox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-2484558555051178220?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/2484558555051178220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=2484558555051178220' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2484558555051178220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2484558555051178220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-if-he-were-waiting.html' title='As if he were waiting'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-3141470024139650185</id><published>2008-07-24T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we come</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6fFLZ6gjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uJ4XObq-Vh4/s1600-h/Cyberknife2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6fFLZ6gjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uJ4XObq-Vh4/s320/Cyberknife2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228291128733368882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We have an appointment next Wednesday with Dr. Koong at Stanford.  After looking at mom CT scans they are optimistic the "Cyberknife" will be appropriate for her treatment. &lt;a href="http://www.cksociety.org/"&gt;http://www.cksociety.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stanfordhospital.com/clinicsmedservices/coe/cyberknife/default"&gt;http://www.stanfordhospital.com/clinicsmedservices/coe/cyberknife/default&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6ezP8kOdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gkDcYrWuo70/s1600-h/cyberknife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6ezP8kOdI/AAAAAAAAAAo/gkDcYrWuo70/s320/cyberknife.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228290820714805714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The surgeon at memorial is a bit skeptical of the cyberknife in her case because he doesn't feel as though the CT shows the entire tumor. This of course is one of the issues which we will be discussing with him.  Everyone is remaining optimistic and realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom hasn't been feeling great the last few days. Her back and abdomen have been hurting which were her original symptoms that brought her to the hospital in the first place. It is the tumor which is causing the pain. However, she has been taking daily walks and today went to the beach with dad and Lexi for a walk along the path. We all know how much good a little fresh air can do and I think it's great that she is getting out and having a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day to day there isn't too much to talk about as not much changes. The posts may taper a bit until next week when we see the doc. I'm glad to hear so many people are taking the time to read this as it makes it more purposeful for me. Thank you for all your continued support and nice phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-3141470024139650185?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/3141470024139650185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=3141470024139650185' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3141470024139650185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/3141470024139650185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/here-we-come.html' title='Here we come'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6fFLZ6gjI/AAAAAAAAAAw/uJ4XObq-Vh4/s72-c/Cyberknife2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-2259344780058920557</id><published>2008-07-23T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:02.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Lecture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6gILC0_KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v70xALms3Ak/s1600-h/20071022pp_pausch_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6gILC0_KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v70xALms3Ak/s320/20071022pp_pausch_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228292279687773346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't give up today worrying about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wise words from a wise man. Today I finally got around to checking out Randy Pausch on YouTube.  He was recommended by a friend at the Fire Department. Turns out this guy is one of the most inspirational people I've ever seen.  I sat for hours listening to him and interviews with him.  Here's the background.  Last Lecture is a lecture series from a university in which professors give the lecture they would give if it were their last.  It could be life lessons, advise, whatever. Well, Dr. Randy Pausch was given the opportunity to give his right after being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. He was give 3-6 months if I remember correctly. This lecture, just over an hour long, is so inspirational. This is one of the most well grounded, positive people I have ever witnessed. I would encourage anyone to check him out. If you don't want to sit through the hour lecture (which does lay down a nice background), at least check out the five part interview from 2008.  This guy and his wife are remarkable.  Watching this sparked a lot of ideas to write about but you can save me the time by just watching for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Lecture: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ji5_MqicxSo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview part 1: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZbOQqtDAW0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BZbOQqtDAW0&amp;amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find the other four parts of the interview in the right side window. I'll be buying his book for mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for mom, she had a great nights rest last night and told me she went on a very long walk with Sole. I think that's so great that she is up and about and not even letting this slow her down a little. We were hoping to hear from Stanford today but haven't had an appointment made yet. We'll be following up tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-2259344780058920557?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/2259344780058920557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=2259344780058920557' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2259344780058920557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/2259344780058920557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/last-lecture.html' title='Last Lecture'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6gILC0_KI/AAAAAAAAAA4/v70xALms3Ak/s72-c/20071022pp_pausch_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-708023374716432838</id><published>2008-07-21T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:02.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(Un)comfortably Numb</title><content type='html'>It's peculiar how after a while you can get used to an idea as cataclysmic as cancer.  Life and the world around you inevitably goes on.  It may never be the same, but then, it never is, and it just goes on, with or without you.  It's kind of like the saying that if you tell a lie enough times it becomes the truth (often evident in our media).  If you think about something long enough and often enough, I guess you just get used to the idea.  You may not like the idea, but it starts to lose its impact, if only a little.  I think this is where I'm at now. Uncomfortably numb to the idea that my mom has cancer. Don't get me wrong, it's still oh so real to me, but I've thought about it so much that my perception starts to change I guess.  You run out of tears and emotions get put through the ringer daily and it all just seems to meld together into one big, odd, uncomfortable feeling. What can you do? It is what it is. I guess I feel a bit powerless. There is medicine and prayer and positive thinking, but I can't just reach in there and rip it out. I know this will turn full circle soon and come back around again, down the road, but for now I guess I'll just be numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acknowledging the fact that life does go on and the world doesn't stop and wait, I had a good weekend of respite when I went to a bachelor party for an old great friend.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6g4y2i-9I/AAAAAAAAABA/pkRXW9DPFHo/s1600-h/A70-672.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6g4y2i-9I/AAAAAAAAABA/pkRXW9DPFHo/s320/A70-672.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228293115007400914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Coincidently his mother is dealing with cancer right now as well.  It was a night in San Francisco. I was hesitant to go but my better senses knew I needed a break after a whole week living at the hospital. The party was on Saturday and we knew mom was going home that day. I had finished tying up loose ends at the hospital Friday and there was nothing left to do there so I felt OK going.  It was very therapeutic being around fifteen friends.  I found that several times, for a period of maybe five to even thirty minutes I actually stopped thinking about mom and cancer.  It was just what the doctor ordered. I guess the brain does need that relief at times to do a little reboot. I came home very refreshed and ready to take on the next phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting up to Stanford is looking very promising. I'm expecting we'll here from their scheduler within the next day or two to make an appointment to see one of the doctors there. We've been in contact with one of the nurses there and they have been very helpful and expedient. I don't know what they'll be able to do for mom but at least they are making a concerted effort to get her seen.  We are all optimistic about Stanford.  I hope our optimism is well founded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom had a few visitors today which she enjoyed. They brought food, which I enjoyed, and I'm sure she did too.  Her back has been bothering her, which may be due to her reluctance to take too many meds. She's realized after today that she needs to keep up on them. She did seem tired today, even more so than when she was in the hospital but her mood continues to be elevated.  She's been writing and reading and begging me to let her read this blog. I just don't know if she's ready. I told her I will read her the tempered version so that I can make sure nothing too upsetting gets through.  We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-708023374716432838?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/708023374716432838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=708023374716432838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/708023374716432838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/708023374716432838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/comfortably-numb.html' title='(Un)comfortably Numb'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6g4y2i-9I/AAAAAAAAABA/pkRXW9DPFHo/s72-c/A70-672.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-995471893746174377</id><published>2008-07-18T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:03:19.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter 2--Gather Intel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well it really does feel like the end of the first phase of so many things. Mom is well on the road to healing from surgery.  There has been the ebb and flow of emotions all week which are beginning to stabilize for all of us just a bit (for now). Much of the wonderful staff at the hospital has been through this with us too. This cancer has been secondary to getting mom up and kicking again. There has been absolutely nothing we could do about it. In this next phase it will be time to approach this head on and acknowledge the elephant that has been sitting in the room. Surgery, the discovery of pancreatic adenocarcinoma cancer, and the shock and awe that came along with it is now behind us. It was a brutal chapter.  I know I can speak for all, when I say, I am glad it is behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is time to assess, gather, and weigh the different options we have ahead. There will be at least several. It's a decision none of us want to make. Any choice in treatment will have it's particular consequences and risks. We, and mostly mom, has to now move forward and decide which path will be the best choice for her.  Due to the need for the healing process to finish before starting any kind of radiation treatment, we have two to three weeks to gather this intel and make something of it. After that it's full steam ahead into the unknown. What we will have at that point is faith, hope, luck, prayer, friends and family to move us forward.  Thank God mom is going into it with such a great outlook. She is very optimistic and so will I be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We counted roughly 25 that managed to get through the ever so porous defenses that was the fifth floor. We laugh about this because we all no mom has no ability to say no to a friend. To the many who were turned back I hope you left with an understanding that she truly wanted to see you but it just wasn't in her best interest at times. She was beat down like I had never quite seen. Not so much physically, but emotionally and mentally.  To those who made it through, mainly just due to pure lucky timing, thank you for coming, mom enjoyed all of the visits no matter how short they needed to be.  The family from back east has talked of a local week long get away/reunion. I think it would be so great to open it up to anyone and everyone who mom has touched for a night. We'll see how it pans out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the ladies from HR who came-Caren, Nina, &amp;amp; Renee- Jeri Gilbert, Missy, Debbie Avalez, Nina, Jan, and Zach Thorup, Jan Wood, Janet &amp;amp; Kristen, Martin &amp;amp; Lyn, Sole &amp;amp; Peter Wilrodt, Steve Delormier, Ron &amp;amp; Sally Fuqua, Don Tamagni, Bev Ranzenbergger, Wendy Goodsen, Flora, Ann Albano, Suzie Brusa, and April (and anyone I managed to miss over the week-give me a little slack here it's been a long week ;} ) thank you so much for you visits. You were the lucky ones who had good timing or damn near. Your interest and love towards my mom means a tremendous amount to us all. Had we allowed visitors I know the numbers would have been ten fold. Thank you. And to all who sent flowers (I don't have that one in front of me, sorry), thank you. We had to pull two extra tables into the room just to have somewhere to put them all. We opened a florist shop this afternoon and sold them all---Kiding.  They were awesome and they really created a wonderful environment for her all week. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but certainly not least, the SVMH staff. I can't do justice with my limited vocabulary. You were all amazing all week long. You were such a support system for me when I needed you, and it was often.  My mom was so well taken care of. I couldn't ask for compassion, caring, and love toward her than you all gave. Thank you. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Molly, Libby, Christine, Minda, London, Shena, Claudia, &amp;amp; Nicky, you all were so good to mom. You were at our beck and call every time and I just hope your other patients got some attention too. I hope if I ever find myself in the hospital I should be taken such good care of. A extra special thanks to Libby who really just went out of her way for us all week and really bonded well with mom. You were so caring and attentive to her needs as well as mine. Above &amp;amp; beyond you were. Thank you Libby. To my friends at SVMH I thank you too. Charlotte, Rolando, Maria, Ruthie, Rachel, and so many others, you were there for me in the tough moments. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Bring on the next chapter.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-995471893746174377?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/995471893746174377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=995471893746174377' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/995471893746174377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/995471893746174377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-2-gather-intel.html' title='Chapter 2--Gather Intel'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8731170996247412849</id><published>2008-07-18T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T23:04:01.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It wasn't a perfect day but there were a few rays of light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started around 7am on the old sleeper chair. I think it was the empty IV bag alarming that woke us. Last night we sat up and made two lists. The first, a list of questions to ask the surgeon and the oncologist. The second a to do list of tasks to complete before our departure on Saturday. Oh yea, she's going home Saturday! I stayed up till about 2am reading cancer web pages and writing this blog (this one will be short).***Right now mom is in the hall walking with Lexi and I just heard her tell Lexi, "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; come on, let's step it up." She's really getting around good.*** Today I spent most of the day getting together all the needed paperwork to get up to Stanford, fielding phone calls, and generally walking around like a total zombie. My one job for the day was to get all of her records faxed up to Stanford. By the end of the day, after doctor visits, and all the other daily distractions I finally got it off. Now I can go home. Tonight I will go home and sleep and tomorrow go to a very badly needed bachelor party. It will be great to get this of my mind even if only for a few minutes at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The oncologist came in today and had a very lengthy and patient discussion with mom, Jake, and I. I told Lexi she might not want to be in the room for this but that it was her decision. She decided to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;forego&lt;/span&gt; the M.D. version and take the tempered brother version later. I think this was a good choice. However, the conversation did go well and was a little encouraging. I am still trying to keep things realistic but I think that there certainly some things we can have some hope in. We talked about traditional treatment methods which is what would be given if it were just done here. We also talked about Stanford and she feels as though there is certainly a chance that they could have something to offer. The biggest thing is to wait and see what Stanford has to say and when and if we go ahead with chemo and radiation how the cancer reacts to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now we are in the gathering of intelligence phase. There is no decision that can be made at this point. Mom must heal from surgery before any treatments can be administered. We will take all the information we have received here and all that we will receive from Stanford and sort it all and make an informed decision at that point. Unfortunately this is one of those decision that nobody can make but mom. Time will tell and we should have a determined course of action within the next couple weeks. Mom was very optimistic when discussing anything in the future. I think we all feel as though the first phase of this is over. Time to go home and focus on step two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone emailed me a great idea which I discussed with mom. Get your tissues. What a great idea would it be if she were to make a series of video recordings for all of the important days that will come along in Lexi's life. A video for prom, her first love, graduation, her wedding day. One for when she has her first child, and any other big events. If she can't be here for these events how great would it be if there were a video that mom could share her thoughts. Of course we hope that we can watch these when she passes and 70, 80, whenever. This isn't fun to think about but what a great idea. Mom liked the idea. Of course it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;extremely&lt;/span&gt; difficult to discuss but she thought it was a great idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over all it was a pretty great day and I think mom's spirits were lifted by the idea of heading home and having real (albeit hospital) food. Right now she has been up walking around the room cleaning up. How typical. She is so restless sitting in the bed. She is a busy bee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's time for me to finally go home and say goodbye to the hospital for a while. I'll pick this up after the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who have called, written, sent flowers, stopped by, and cared for her, thank you so much. It's been a long week and I'm glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8731170996247412849?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8731170996247412849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8731170996247412849' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8731170996247412849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8731170996247412849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/good-day.html' title='A Good Day'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1455007229168207689</id><published>2008-07-18T01:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:02.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Telemundo and Sponge Bob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom had a huge day today. No nap. That was a first. There were many good moments today. She was a little overwhelmed with visitors. We made a list of all the visitor she has had since she's been here. We counted about 25. Not bad. What we both laughed about (what else can you do) was how with every effort to give her a full days rest (Phone unplugged, 2 different "STOP, No Visitor" signs on the door and the whole nursing staff looking out) she still managed to get all those visitors. She thought it was kinda funny. I had to leave for a while today so I wasn't around to run interference. I think it really goes to show how much people around her care about her.  She did enjoy the visits she said. Apparently not even cancer can put a damper on mom's social schedule. I think if it were Christmas time and Mel or one of the girls from HR were throwing a ornament exchange party she would probably be tying sheets together and climbing out the window to get there. Maybe sneak out in the laundry. She always has a hard time saying "no" to anything social (or anything on Sale for that matter).  She sure loves her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dawned on me today that this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;isn't just about her and our family. It is just as much about all of her friends and the people that care about her. If my close dear friend were going through this I wouldn't feel a whole lot different than I do now. This morning I was talking with a co-worker on the unit who over 18 years has become a good friend to my mom. I don't remember what we were talking about exactly but she just lost it. I was there to comfort her and it opened my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; that our immediate family aren't the only ones in this. The same thing happened later with another long time friend of hers on the phone. This is someone who mom has been there to support in the past during some very difficult times and I could feel her sorrow over her dear friend. Those are the times when it hits me the hardest. Seeing others saddened  just pulls the trigger for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I try to focus on the positive I like to think about the fact that I have time with her. This isn't a car crash, a plane crash, or a sudden heart attack. We have time. Tons of time, I like to think. We have always talked about how we should have a "date night" with just mom and I. With a big family, one on one time became a precious commodity and as I grew into adulthood I needed less of it. We talked about actually going out and just having dinner and a beer. Just so she could spend some time with an adult. This whole week has been like the best date night I could ask for. I can't remember the last time I had the opportunity to spend so much time with her. I have more or less moved into room 532. I have my chair/bed and my laptop and more reading to do about cancer than I can shake a stick at. She keeps me busy during the day so time goes by fast and is broken up with trips to the cafeteria and out to the floor to BS with the nurses. It's been a great date night and I'm so glad I have the time to spend with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she finally hits the sack at night she is so exhausted. It quite literally takes her about 60 seconds to fall fast asleep. It's interesting to see what she falls asleep with in her hands. There is the breathing tool (Incentive Spirometry) to prevent pneumonia, which she falls asleep with mid-breath. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6harWrqgI/AAAAAAAAABI/kZLXVBSUrVw/s1600-h/SpongeBob-standup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 87px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6harWrqgI/AAAAAAAAABI/kZLXVBSUrVw/s320/SpongeBob-standup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228293697110256130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then there are the cancer pamphlets that are still in her hand as she sleeps. She says after two days she's almost done with page 2 because she falls asleep every couple sentences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the best, she will fall asleep while channel surfing and ends up asleep in the middle of the endless block of Spanish channels. She wakes up and laughs every tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e at the Spanish soap opera which is on. Tonight she got caught watching Sponge Bob Square Pants on Nickelodeon after falling to sleep mid-surf. She really Gets a kick out of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like there is a good possibility that she may go home on Saturday. She is doing about 20 laps a day around the 5th floor. In all my days working here I've never seen anyone walk so much. She wants out of here (must be a party somewhere this weekend). Mom is healing up from the surgery very quickly. Friday is going to be a big day of running around here collecting reports, scans, and films for her consults at Stanford and possibly UCSF. We sat tonight and made a list of questions for the doctors and a to do list for the day. We don't want to mess with this once we are already gone from the hospital. I have nothing else to do all day anyways so it will keep me busy. In very mom-like fashion, I'm about to fall asleep mid-type, so this post is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1455007229168207689?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1455007229168207689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1455007229168207689' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1455007229168207689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1455007229168207689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/telemundo-and-sponge-bob.html' title='Telemundo and Sponge Bob'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6harWrqgI/AAAAAAAAABI/kZLXVBSUrVw/s72-c/SpongeBob-standup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-4446615742924850165</id><published>2008-07-16T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T00:05:12.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality sets in (a lot)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I remember hearing a saying from the Special Forces military community. "The only easy day was yesterday." That sounds about right. Today was the hardest day for both mom and I. We met with the medical oncologist and the only good news was that she is behind us 110% in our desire to get up to Stanford to seek out their opinion. That was the only good news. I'll just leave it at that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following many tears we focused on the fact that we have not yet seen the doctors at Stanford. Just maybe they will be able to perform to a level that our local doctors simply aren't familiar with.  Just maybe this "CyberKnife" will be something that is just right for this particular situation. Just maybe we'll get one of those miracles that we've all heard of so many others before us experiencing. Mom and I talked about focusing on today and tomorrow and not next week or next month. One day at a time is an attitude that is becoming more and more difficult to maintain as we learn more about this cancer. However, in a matter of about an hour mom went from deep sorrow and depression to coming full circle telling me how much of a fighter she is, how hard she will push back. We've both come to realize how bad of a situation we are in. I say we because we are all in this with her. It is in her body, but the fight is all of ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Monday I have only left the hospital for a few hours and as I lie on this sleeper chair once again I realize how lucky I am to be given this opportunity to spend all this time with her. Be it a back scratch or pulling her socks on and off, it's great to be able to be here to help her. I know she appreciates it and this makes it all worth it. All of the nursing staff have remained incredibly supportive, not only professionally but personally. I feel so lucky to have her here on the floor where I work and know all of the staff. I have a bunch of my friends taking care of my mom instead of a group of strangers. I can't express how much that means to her and I. She has had nothing but good to say about her care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lexi bought mom a little journal that she could write in. I encouraged her to do so. Obviously I think it's a good idea. I think that it gives her an opportunity to get personal thoughts off her mind and on to paper. Whatever she gets on paper is less that she needs to remember or think about and gives more mental capacity to focus on other areas. The more she frees from her mind the more she will have the ability to process the myriad information she has coming in. It also gives us a record of her thoughts later on down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would like to express our continued gratitude also for all of the flowers, cards, and visits which has been pouring in. Mom certainly has no shortage of people who care about her. Unfortunately the visits, as much as she wants to see everyone, is taking a toll on her. I think continually discussing what she is going through is making it harder on her to progress through the various stages she needs to move through.  I invite anyone who would like more info than you're getting here to call me directly and I'd be happy to talk. I know exactly as much as she does at this point so it allows her to move on emotionally. We will probably forego further visits for now as she needs mental rest more so than physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-4446615742924850165?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/4446615742924850165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=4446615742924850165' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4446615742924850165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/4446615742924850165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/reality-sets-in-lot.html' title='Reality sets in (a lot)'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-144111592188692476</id><published>2008-07-15T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:31:48.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality sets in (a little)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think it hit her pretty hard last night. She woke this morning saying that last night she came out of a deep sleep and it just hit her, "I have cancer."  This was the first time that she really saw this for what it is. I guess everyone kind of processes it at a different pace. I think it has set in for me and I know that we likely have a long difficult road ahead. The little bit I have had the chance to read about pancreatic cancer is not very nice. It's up there with the bad ones. Everyone says how tough mom is but she's not so sure. I am. She was tough enough to get through 18 years raising me and that was no easy feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as the hospital goes, they are taking very good care of her. We have her on the floor where I work. I know all of the staff here very well and many of them already know her through her work in HR. Mom is very popular here at SVMH. I stayed last night and all of today and I'll be here again tonight. It's been good for both of us. I'm here to get whatever she needs right away and make sure that everyone is looking after her and I get to have the chance to sit and talk with her when she's awake. I think that she should have someone here to talk whenever the mood strikes her while she is going through this roller coaster of emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has already had many visitors and the support from everyone has been wonderful. From friends and family to co-workers to the crew at the firehouse, you have all been great and it is so appreciated. I think over the next couple days as her strength comes up she will be up for more visitors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to hopefully meeting with the medical oncologist in the morning to get some of the many questions we have answered. At some point when she is healthy enough to travel we plan to get her up to Stanford University Hospital where they actually have a dedicated pancreatic cancer center with the best doctors and processes in the world. My cousin Nancy has connections through her work at Harvard and we look forward to taking full advantage of this blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-144111592188692476?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/144111592188692476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=144111592188692476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/144111592188692476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/144111592188692476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/reality-sets-in-little.html' title='Reality sets in (a little)'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-8010023614812170592</id><published>2008-07-14T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:34:23.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Info Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mom is asking that anyone out there  who has dealt with this kind of thing before or who is in the medical field send any info you may have. In particular she would like anyones input regarding questions she should be asking the oncologist. Suggestions could be sent to her email at lorraine.thorup@gmail.com, my email at mark_sweeney1@yahoo.com or they could be left as a comment on the blog at the bottom of each posting. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-8010023614812170592?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/8010023614812170592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=8010023614812170592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8010023614812170592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/8010023614812170592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/info-please.html' title='Info Please'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6523719210246019209.post-1581495854954570579</id><published>2008-07-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T21:35:02.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cancer. I can't think of too many words I'd rather not hear when a doctor is talking about my mom.  It's like a ton of bricks. For someone who has never been around cancer, it's a bit tough to process. Pancreatic cancer is pretty serious stuff. We'll all get through it but it's going to be a long tough fight. Mom is tough and she is so far, very optimistic. I'm trying to be. We are getting support from all over. Family, friends, and co-workers have all been great and it's very appreciated. After 18 years at the hospital she knows everyone and many people have been coming by and sending their love. They are taking good care of her. She's on the floor that I have been working on for the last couple years so it's nice because I know all the nurses and doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6iCIcYAeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DT-9ANa4NmM/s1600-h/pancric-cancer-illustration.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6iCIcYAeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DT-9ANa4NmM/s320/pancric-cancer-illustration.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228294374933660130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So far we don't know too much. The doc knew there was a mass on her pancreas and was planning to remove the spleen and part of the pancreas. When he went in today he found more than he anticipated and was unable to remove any of it because of the location and depth into the pancreas.  All we really know now is that she'll likely need to go through chemotherapy and radiation very soon. At that point we just have to wait and see how the cancer reacts to the treatments. She's pain free and in good spirits. I'll be spending the night tonight at least.  Say a prayer for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my best to keep this updated for all who are interested in following her progress. I also made is so Matt, Lexi, and Jake can write if they feel the desire. Thanks for all the support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;One Day at a Time&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6523719210246019209-1581495854954570579?l=lorrainesfight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/feeds/1581495854954570579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6523719210246019209&amp;postID=1581495854954570579' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1581495854954570579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6523719210246019209/posts/default/1581495854954570579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lorrainesfight.blogspot.com/2008/07/day-one.html' title='Day One'/><author><name>Mark</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SIF5OIjar4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/dKa-eytKuCs/S220/scan0001+-+Version+2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PlM0yMVZuzM/SI6iCIcYAeI/AAAAAAAAABQ/DT-9ANa4NmM/s72-c/pancric-cancer-illustration.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
