Failed!

If you’ve been keeping up with my blog, you know that yesterday I went in for a procedure to remove a large polyp in my colon. At first it looked like the polyp was about 2 cm, but after further digging and evaluating it is estimated between 6-7 cm. It goes around a corner where the colon folds. Apparently my body is good at growing things inside. 😪 I wish I could transfer my luck to the lottery!

There are only 1-2 doctors in the whole world who do this procedure. They send challenging cases to this doctor because he is very good at what he does. MD Anderson is noted to be best in the world. I trust them. Dr. Ge has a 95% success rate for removing difficult polyps, and he was quite confident going in that he would be able to remove it, with minimal risks.

He explained the reasons for staying on a liquid diet after the procedure, to avoid tearing or lacerations, etc. We don’t want all that “stuff” to end up inside. I wasn’t looking forward to the recovery time.

The reason this polyp is a challenge is due to the fold in the colon. It’s on the far right side of my body, and hard to access. Apparently, there is a lot of scar tissue in addition to some markers around this polyp, so it appears this one has been worked on before. It has been likely growing for a long time. It is probably a continuation or regrowth of the polyp I had the very first time I had a colonoscopy eight years ago, which my previous doctor had “removed.” Dr. Ge said he would not have let this go five years between colonoscopies. Lesson learned!

I was under general anesthesia and had a very nice nap. I couldn’t tell you what I dreamt. I was having a nice chat with the anesthesia assistant about the blizzard of ’78 in southern Ohio (he was born in Dayton, just 30 minutes from my home town). The next thing I knew I was waking up and it was all over. Dr. Ge waited until I was more awake to talk to me, and then he went over 15 pages which document the procedure with pictures. It’s pretty cool, really, what they can do with those cameras and toys.

Anyway, he showed me the steps he took to try and remove it. He tried several methods and techniques as well as some expensive tools that other gastroenterologists don’t have access to. Long story short, after two and a half hours he realized it was not going to happen. He removed some pieces of it, and a couple of other polyps as well which they sent to pathology. I should get those results back in about a week.

I apologized for messing up his success rate. 😪 😫 He chuckled. He said this is the reason he gets all the tough cases. But he admitted he had never seen anything like this in all his years of working. (He looks young, so I’m not sure how long that is 🤪.) It was definitely something that he wasn’t expecting. Who knows, I may end up in some medical journal because of it.

The next step is go back to the colorectal surgeon for another consult. There was some talk about whether it is worth doing the surgery due to my current metastatic breast cancer diagnosis. I was a little offended by that, to be honest, as I believe I have a lot of years left! I don’t want this thing to turn into colon cancer. That’s how my grandfather died. But what are the risks of that?

Here’s what I found on Healthline. According to the Colon Cancer Alliance, the risk of developing colon cancer is one in 20. Doctors screen for this type of cancer by looking for polyps in the colon and rectum. Like most forms of cancer, early detection can make a big difference in survival rates. If identified at the local stage, the five-year survival rate is 90 percent. However, if identified at a later stage when the cancer has spread, the five-year survival rate is 12 percent. PSA: Get your colonoscopy!

So much to consider. If we do it, we will schedule surgery to have part of my colon removed. Stay tuned and I’ll keep you posted. The upside? I get to eat today with no restrictions.


We never give up. Our bodies are gradually dying, but we ourselves are being made stronger each day. These little troubles are getting us ready for an eternal glory that will make all our troubles seem like nothing. Things that are seen don’t last forever, but things that are not seen are eternal. This is why we keep our minds on the things that cannot be seen.

II Corinthians 4:16-18 CEV

À la prochaine…until next time.

Noon Tomorrow

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Someone asked me at church on Sunday for an update on my colon situation. I was on her prayer list, and she wanted to know when my procedure is. I am always impressed by the saints who pray for me on a daily basis. I know they don’t do it for that reason, but I’m sure there will be some extra jewels in their crowns when they get to Heaven.

It’s scheduled for noon tomorrow (Wednesday). I have to check-in at 11:00. At least we’ll miss the morning rush hour. They will access my port, and then I’ll get a nice long nap! Tim will drive me there and back. Apparently they don’t want me to get a DUI 😳.

On a walk through the Houston Botanic Garden, yesterday.

It seems like a lifetime ago when I found out I have a polyp in my colon that needs to be removed. Previous blogs have addressed the problem, consults, and where we are today. Dr. Ge didn’t bring me in for another consult; he just scheduled the procedure. I’m always grateful when I can avoid a trip to the downtown center.

It’s called a FLEXIBLE COLONOSCOPY WITH ENDOSCOPIC MUCOSAL RESECTION. It’s a little more than a colonoscopy, but less than major surgery. If they can’t get the whole polyp, they may have to do surgery to remove part of my colon. Let’s pray they get the whole thing! I have to stay in the Houston area for the first 48 hours, just in case there are problems. We have our RV down here, so that’s convenient. Praying for no problems!

The procedure will take about three hours. That seems like a long time, especially compared to the regular colonoscopies. We should be done just in time for the afternoon rush hour. I guess we can’t have it both ways. 🤷‍♀️ *sigh*

I am prepping…again. This time is different. I’ll have the beef consommé, the Miralax/ Gatorade cocktail, and a side of Dulcolax, s’il vous plait. Still waiting for it to “kick in” at this writing.

No food. Only clear liquids all day today (hence the consommé), as well as the next couple of days after the procedure. Then I can slowly ramp up to a normal diet by day six. I do have some popsicles and jello!

Tim conveniently had a meeting tonight, so he gets to miss all the fun 🤪😁. He will be feeding himself for a few days, so I stocked the freezer with some Aussie meat pies and Texas steaks. He’ll be fine.

À la prochaine…until next time.

Grandkids and Easter and Updates on Life

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The past few weeks have been a bit of a whirlwind. I went off of Facebook during the Lent season and quite frankly enjoyed the break. Several people told me they missed me, and wanted an update on my medical progress while I was gone. I also missed chatting with the ladies in my metastatic breast cancer support group, and providing encouragement to newly diagnosed women as well.

I’m back, but it may look different. I may not be quite as active on my home page as before. I hope to be more active on my Books by Lucinda group. I’ll be blogging here more regularly (not everyone is on Facebook anyway). In addition, I’m giving more attention to other projects. And certainly, not last or least, my family has been keeping me busy. “Je suis très occupé!”

Here’s a quick recap of the last few weeks (in addition to living with cancer) since I didn’t post on Facebook.

  • We went to Orlando for the Exponential conference and saw some of our friends.
  • We took another quick trip to Arkansas to see Tim’s mom (her health is declining).
  • I attended a professional conference in Fort Worth for Texas marriage and family therapists.
  • I walked through the bluebonnets.
  • We had several grandkid visits, including a sleepover with the girls.
  • We celebrated birthdays.
  • We attended multiple services for Easter and enjoyed our family Easter.
  • We helped at a kids event at our church.
  • I spoke at a Relay for Life event (fund raiser for the American Cancer Society), and attended one of the main events.

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À la prochaine…until next time!

Sisters and Cousins are the best!
Rise up with Jesus, Easter event at church
Russ, Denys, Dawn and Rob. Such good times with all our “old” friends.
Orlando friends! Bob, Arlene, and Cheryl. We ate at a wonderful Mediterranean restaurant.
Beautiful lights at the Mediterranean restaurant.
Bluebonnets and Indian Paintbrush, Ennis, on my way back from the TAMFT conference.
Alison turned seven, so we took her for a horse-back riding lesson. All Texans should ride at least once! She’s a natural! The trainer had her walking over obstacles and turning within the hour.
Relay for Life. Thanks Cherie for being such a good friend!

Still Stable!

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Today consists of another visit with my wonderful oncologist, along with blood work and chemotherapy. It’s the first time Tim has been to the doctor with me in quite a while. Maybe two years? First, he stopped coming due to Covid, then it became more of a habit, and too convenient to drop me off (or he was out of town). Finally, MD Anderson opened up and started allowing one person to accompany patients. They even took away their plastic shields.

This was also my first visit since my scans back in February. I wasn’t concerned. Well, maybe a little. But, if there was an issue he would have called me. The dude never sleeps. No news is typically good news, especially with such a great doctor. He continues to tell me how well I am responding to the treatment, and he is pleased with my progress.

All my scans look good. You don’t have to read any further to know my body is still stable. Having said that…

They always see evidence of cancer in my bones. Likely it is where the cancer was and not is. Cancer eats away the bone, and therefore my bones are always a concern. Bone density shows I have osteopenia (which I have had for several years). He is referring me to a bone specialist downtown just to make sure we aren’t missing anything. (Add another specialist to the list!) He doesn’t think it will change any of the treatment, but this is their speciality so…It might impact how often, or if, I get the Zometa.

The CT scan did find a new spot in the space between my lung and lining of the lung. It is less than 5 mm. The tip of a pencil is about 2-3 mm, so that tells you how small it is. If I wasn’t getting scanned all the time, we would likely not even know this exists. There is nothing to do with it, except watch it to see if it grows. It could be anything. Left over from an infection. Cancer. Benign something or other. Who knows? It’s too small to biopsy, and even if it was negative this would not change anything. The radiologist impression basically says to watch it.

We had a lengthy and entertaining discussion about Covid, Dr. Fauci, the CDC, wearing masks, and other life events. Of course we also talked about my treatment, and when to know if someone is “cured” from metastatic disease, etc. And we pondered whether to stop treatment, or if I am even a candidate to *ever* stop treatment.

Researchers will likely never know how long we should be on Arimadex, Herceptin and Perjeta. The reason for this is multi-faceted. Our population is small. Also, due to the complexity of the disease there is an inability to do effective research. Would you be willing to participate in a randomized sample, where you may be in the group who stops treatment, just to see if your disease progresses?

Um…no thank you! So, the research will never be done. Who would participate in a study like that? We will likely never know if, or when, we can stop treatment.

Bottom line. I will never be considered “cured” because there is always going to be evidence of disease in my system. (I suppose the Lord could completely heal my bones and evidence would disappear. But I will accept whatever He does.)

We concluded I will never stop treatment, because even if I don’t have disease showing up in my system the treatment is keeping it asleep.

He did remind us to live life. Don’t worry about missing a dose if we go on a lengthy vacation, etc. Don’t do it on a regular basis, but don’t let treatment prevent you from visiting places like Australia. If they ever open up enough for us to get in.

Oops! I need to go put on my Lidocaine cream. Almost time for treatment!


À la prochaine…See you next time!