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I have friends who lost their daughter the day she was born.

I have a great-aunt who turns 100 next month.

We arrive in this life not knowing the length or shape of our future … but sometimes we find out.

My lifespan is going to fall squarely in the middle. I was recently diagnosed with stage IV pancreatic cancer. It has metastasized to my liver.

I’ve tried to write this blog post in my head several times, and it never sounds right. So please … forgive the blunt words. I was going to attempt eloquence, but I can’t find any.

I’ve been lucky for twenty years. I was diagnosed with breast cancer at age 27, and I didn’t expect to make it to 32. But I did, and once I passed that five-year mark … I started to think I was going to live. At age 34, I had my beautiful son. Two years ago, my dream of being a published author came true. And during these twenty years, my beloved has been by my side. We rode the marriage roller coaster together, sometimes laughing and sometimes screaming.

So lucky.

I’m not angry about the diagnosis. How can I feel angry when I had this gift of time? I’m not even afraid of dying. We all die, and I made my peace with that a long time ago.

I’m just sad. Why does my husband have to go through this again?

And devastated. I would step in front of my son to take a bullet for him. But now I feel like the one pulling the trigger.

I had lots of travel plans and writing plans. More trips to Europe … more visits to sunny beaches … more books to write. I get at least one email a day asking me why I ended The Mermaid’s Mirror the way I did. A sequel is first on my list of projects.

But overnight, illness has become my full-time job. I have a “PICC” line inserted in my vein which is used to deliver IV nutrition directly into my body. I’ve had challenges eating, and this way I’m getting nutrition while I try to eat and drink regular food. But it requires a lot of careful, sterile work – overnight, my husband has become a caretaker. There are visiting nurses, and calls from pharmacy techs and dietitians, and prescriptions to manage, and general overwhelmed-ness.

On the love side, if the sheer number of prayers, good wishes, love, hope, flowers, meals, gifts, and letters could create a miraculous recovery, I would be healed. I haven’t even been able to thank everyone properly yet.

On the medical side, I joined a study for an experimental drug (although I ended up in the control group, which gets standard treatment). I had my first chemo treatment yesterday. Feeling okay so far.

I knew this would be a tough road, but I didn’t expect some of the obstacles … I can barely walk anymore. Some weird, rare side effect of the illness has caused swelling and painful lesions on my feet and lower legs. We’re trying to get it under control with pain meds, but it’s a process. Just like The Little Mermaid, each step I take is like walking on knives. I had to arrive for my first treatment yesterday in a wheelchair.

My fingers are getting sore and swollen, too. Typing this entry has been not just a mental challenge, but a physical one. So please forgive me if I don’t respond to comments.


That’s it for now, friends.




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Jan. 13th, 2011 04:16 am (UTC)
No words, but thanks
You courage is astounding. You are brave and amazing.
Thank you for sharing and I pray the treatments bring you health.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:18 am (UTC)
Oh, Lisa. Words fail me. But they didn't fail you. I'm thinking of you, and hoping for more time.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:25 am (UTC)
My prayers to you and your family. I'm so sorry. I'll be praying for a miracle.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:32 am (UTC)
My heart is breaking into a million pieces for you and yours. So much love to you.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:35 am (UTC)
More prayers for a miracle, Lisa. Sending love to you and your husband and son.

Jan. 13th, 2011 04:37 am (UTC)
Although we don't know each other, I was so touched by your words and your story and will keep you and yours in my thoughts and prayers. From my heart to yours... sending you peace, courage, and love.
-Rebecca Shoniker
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:38 am (UTC)
Oh, Lisa.

Please know I have you and your family in my prayers.

You are so brave and amazing and I feel like a better person for having met you.

Much love,
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:46 am (UTC)
Sending thoughts and prayers. There are no words...

Carol Anne Shaw
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:47 am (UTC)
Such a graceful and honest post, Lisa. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:50 am (UTC)
I'm so sorry
The hardest part is leaving behind your kids. I'm so sorry that you are going through this, and I'm hoping that you have peace, comfort and health for as long as possible.
Jan. 13th, 2011 04:52 am (UTC)
Sending love, compassion and prayers. How wise and fortunate you are to be steeped in love for your beloved, your son, and your life. Blessings on this journey.
Jan. 13th, 2011 05:06 am (UTC)
Sending prayers and love to you and your family.
Jan. 13th, 2011 05:08 am (UTC)
I recently read and loved The Mermaid's Mirror. You and your family will be in my prayers.
Jan. 13th, 2011 05:17 am (UTC)
I have no words - certainly none that haven't already been said. I am so sorry you have to go through this. You're in my thoughts and prayers.
Jan. 13th, 2011 05:21 am (UTC)
Sometimes words even fail writers
I am soooooooooo sorry. . . I can't think of a way to put my thoughts into words.

You are such an inspiration. My thoughts and prayers are with you.
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