I cant believe its been one year since we got that call saying a new pathology report came back and we are meeting with a sarcoma medical oncologist to discuss chemotherapy as an option.
This exact day last year was the scheduled day for my surgery. I was very excited and ready to get the trach out! The surgeon was already concerned about the size of the tumour, so when chemotherapy was presented as an option, they thought it would be worth a shot. Although i was disappointed that I would have to live with a trach for longer, i knew the doctors would do what was best for me.
I can still clearly remember that first day of chemotherapy. I walked into the oncology ward with my family and sat in the waiting area. There was a little boy about 5 or 6 in teh waiting area with us. He was completely bald, and clearly going through treatment but it didn’t seem to faze him. he was acting like a normal little boy, playing with a toy firetruck and having a great time. Eventually someone came to the waiting room to get me and start to treatment. I was put into a single room with a TV and my family sat on the couch. The nurse came into my room to administer the chemo. she was dressed in a long blue plastic cover and had a mask on. The first thought i had was, “this stuff must be pretty poisonous if she cant even touch it or inhale it, yet she’s putting it straight into my blood stream…”
Once the chemo was administered, I had 2 hours of hydration, then i was sent home. I began to think “this isnt too bad,” i felt a bit nauseous but other than that i was ok. I got home and i really started to feel sick, I tried to fall asleep but i couldn’t. Within a few hours my dad was rushing me back to the hospital. Its hard to remember exactly how i felt, but i do remember it being the most pain i have ever been in my entire life. They say your body erases traumatic experiences from your brain, and i defiantly believe that. I can only remember bits and pieces of that night, and quite honestly im glad i dont remember all of it.
Things got easier after that first round of chemo though. We figured out the right combination of medications that my body responded to.
Its all in the past now and i am so grateful to be living a healthy life! thank you to everyone for your continued support! xoxo
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Last week i met with the endocrinologist. After looking at the results of the Blood TSH, the doctors decided to change my dosage of Thyriod medication. I have been on the new medication for a week now and my body is definitely having some trouble adjusting. SInce the dosage has been changed i have noticed i am very sluggish and just overall feeling very lousy. Hopefully my TSH levels will even out and i will start to feel back to normal!
I am still seeing a voice therapist once a week and we are defiantly making some progress, but it is a slow process.
some days its hard to continually be patient with my body, and i really wish i could just wake up tomorrow and have my voice and every back. But i know i have to give it some more time to make a full recovery!
Today my dad and i went down to Toronto General Hospital for an appointment with the endocrinologist. Ive only really been to TGH for 2 other occasions, first being my tumor removal surgery, second being my T- tube removal surgery. So it was a bit strange going there just for an appointment. As i walked through the front doors i walked by the ice cream shop i used to go to while i was recovering from surgery. I can still remember spending hours trying to finish my ice cream because everything was so hard for me to swallow. It makes me appreciate the simple things, and how far i have come since July!
as for the meeting with the endocrinologist, everything is great! We adjusted the dosage of my thyroid medication, and spoke about how i have been feeling in general. Im so glad everything is well and I’m back to living my normal life.. well sort of, its back to my normal like plus ALOT more appointments
Last night i was on my phone doing a few things and i saw a picture on Instagram from PMH (Princess Margaret Hospital). It mentioned that yesterday was World Cancer Day! What are the odds of being diagnosed on World Cancer Day! Now thats one more thing to add to the list of coincidental things landing on significant dates through my cancer journey!
February 4th- World Cancer Day
- Dads Birthday
October 23rd – Sammys Birthday
– The day i finished treatment
One year ago today I was diagnosed with cancer. My mom and i went to the hospital for a check up on the “hole in my lung.” After seeing the doctor she decided to admit me to the pediatric ward. Within and hour or so the ENT came to see me, he sent a scope down my throat and saw the tumor. I was immediately transferred to the ICU. I was going to be transferred to Toronto General Hospital to have the tumor removed, but after some back and forth conversation they decided the tumor was too large and they couldn’t remove it. I was then sent into Emergency Tracheotomy surgery. I cannot believe that it has been a full year, It feels like just yesterday I was sitting in North York General Hospital trying to figure out how to function with a tracheotomy. This past year has for sure been the most interesting in my entire life, but it wouldn’t trade what i have learned this year for anything. everything i have learned this year has taught me to be a better person and has given me a new perspective on life. I feel like through all my time at the hospital my nurses and doctors became part of the family, and i cannot thank them enough for all of their hard work. Today has been an overflow of emotions since i can still vividly picture this exact day last year. The world is full of surprises but Sick Kids, Princess Margaret, Toronto General and North York General all made my experience wonderful. Thank you everyone for your continued love and support
Before i got sick i had seen this quote that said “when someone has cancer, their family and everyone who loves them gets cancer too” I never understood it. Ever since i got sick and i got to experience first hand how someones cancer can effect the entire family i started to understand. my cancer effected everyone around me, my family had to put their lives on hold to help me through this and i cannot express how much i appreciate them.
Thank you to my sisters for the amazing messages today!
“Well Baby girl It has been one year since i received that phone call, one year since we traded our beds for hospital floors, one year since you traded the diva clothes for a hospital gown and one year from when you showed the world just what a little Allison girl is made of . Carley Elle Allison You can even see from the photos, here is a concerned, scared big sis and there is a lil sis just making the best of every moment!. Words cannot describe how strong you were last year getting everyone and your self through! You kicked cancers ass and that is that!!!”
Love your biggest sister and biggest fan ♥
I ♥ you
ps Happy 50th Dad (round 2)
Well car you did it, I can’t even explain how incredibly proud of you I am! You kicked cancers ass and now it has officially been one year since you were diagnosed I love you so much and even though sometimes I don’t show it you are honestly one of the best older sisters a girl could ask for!!! I’m have no idea what I would do without you!! This picture is from when you came home and I thought you were gonna be brunette and we were finally twins 🙈 love you so much carcar congrats !!!!!!!
Love Sammy <3
This was exactly one year ago today
Tomorrow is the one year mark since i was diagnosed! I cannot believe that it has been a full year but i can definitely say it has been the most eventful year of my life. On this day last year i was at home because the hospital told me i had a small hole in my lung and that it would heal in a few days so i should just rest at home. I remember this day last year very clearly because I could not fall asleep. I was home on the couch all day but I wasn’t able to sleep because i couldn’t catch my breath. I had also gotten very skinny by this point last year and family and friends were concerned for my health. I am very excited to reach the one year mark since i was diagnosed and celebrate not only for successfully making it to one year, but also to give my dad a REAL 50th Birthday. As many of you know i was diagnosed on my dads 50th Birthday, I think i gave him the worst 50th Birthday gift a dad could ask for last year, but I know this year is going to be all smiles for all of us. I know my dad is going to have a wonderful second 50th Birthday :).