Click HERE for Colorado’s Westword Magazine on-line mention about my situtation, authored by Dave Herrera on July 7, 2009.
I had no idea until Suzanne Lainson left me a comment on my July 4th post. Thank you Dave!! Hugs to you! I hope to cross paths with you soon. Perhaps in a rose garden? *grin*
Smiles,
Elana
Happy being independent! ;] So I seem to have this calendar theme going. “One week to the day”, “One month ago today”. Heh.
No, seriously. Happy 4th of July!! I hope this year proves to be a splendid one for all. I say “splendid” because to me, grand fireworks over your head are a sight and sound to behold. Nothing compares to that one experience you have only once a year.
So yes, one month ago today – June 4, 2009 – I was diagnosed with BING! IDC breast cancer (see other posts for more details). So much has happened in a month. I can barely keep up with it myself.
My mom was here 16 days. During that time of recovery (still am), we enjoyed the Denver Botanical Gardens and took a drive to the top of Mt. Evans (Denver’s closest 14,000 ft mountain), and strolled through rose gardens at Wash Park. During this time I am discovering that I have an appreciation for the simplest of things – take roses, for instance. They are immaculately beautiful, pristine, and unique in their own right. No two are alike. Each color brings their own scent. I appreciate these delicate differences. In my life right now, and for the 1st time in a long time I am actually stopping and smelling the roses – literally!
Mom at the Botanical Gardens. I’m diggin’ on the upside down flowers… in a tree no less.
So last week I met with a new Oncologist whom specializes in breast cancer. He was my “2nd opinion”. For various reasons I have decided to receive my upcoming treatments from him and his facility. Nothing against my original one. He too is a good man, a genius and I appreciated his promptness with my situation. The original one was a Dr. I visited in the past for my Hodgkin’s check up (although I was deemed “cured” by the medical community in 2002). That said, it seems more fitting to me to be treated in a facility that’s directly breast-cancer focused. I will be amongst “sistah’s”. Das right! 
However my next appointment with new said dude isn’t until July 15th. Until then I am in a holding pattern – unaware of when my chemo will begin or exactly what treatment. There was a mention of “TC only” when visiting with the 1st Doctor (Taxotere/Cyclophosphamide). He actually called the new one and they discussed my case on the phone while I was in the office. Turns out the “A” in the “TAC” treatment (another option) would cause possible heart trouble – specifically Adriamycin. And thirdly, the clinical trial option I was presented would also cause the same risk with Avastin. Hence = “TC only”.
Why such a fuss about my heart? Apparently with my mantle radiation 17 years ago, my heart MIGHT’VE been affected. But there has been no evidence of such. In fact the EKG I just had a few weeks ago came out with flying colors! Flying colors on the graph too. But both Dr’s mentioned that they didn’t want to take that risk.
So will I go with “TC only”? I won’t know until the 15th. The time between now and then will give me means to research what the heck that is and honestly, I haven’t had time for that. And when I DO have time I like to rest. Or write on this thing. LOL.
Last night, however, I stood in for a few songs with my beloved, favorite local blues-rock band Tempa & The Tantrums at the Boulder Outlook. There’s something to be said for feeling normal again:
Thank you guys for your love and support and lets keep on rockin’! I will be in touch.
Happy 4th to YOU!
Word,
Elana
Hello all! Thank you so much for calls, emails, all of your caring words, loving thoughts and prayers. I appreciate each and every one of them. 
So it’s now been a week to the day since my surgery. My mom and sister were here and I had several friends visit me. I stayed one night and was discharged around 5 PM the following day. The one night was definitely needed! I was in a lot of pain and on some serious drugs, as you can see here… LOL
Or better yet… here I am just a few hours after waking up from anesthesia. Heh. I look chilled out and happy. Hmmm. Friends Tempa, April and Emily came to check on me. Our inside joke will forever be “where’s my jello?”
Introducing… Elana Robotron.
I also had my own personal chef. Well, “personal” as in – he would come in, take my order and bring it to me in a silver tray. I think I landed on a special unit somehow. Hey, I’m not complaining! Below I specifically wanted swiss cheese with my omlette. Don’t ask.
When I got home, Phoebe decided to sport a mustache. She walked around for a while totally clueless about her newfound masculinity. Soon she returned to her feminine ways…
Each day since I’ve been home, I’ve grown stronger and stronger. I’m more able to call friends back, leave the house, go do errands with Mom (driver), see friends. But my actions are limited. I can’t raise my arms over my head and I’m walking slowly. I can’t bend backwards yet or twist my back. Both Mom and Kim have helped with massages and helping me clean house – which has been more helpful than they know.
I’m now more focused on my diet and herbs than ever before. My goal is to be as strong as possible to prepare myself for what’s to come – and to hopefully accelerate my current healing. I feel like Sarah Connor getting ready for the impending war at the end of the original “Terminator”. Heh. Last night, for instance I went to my very first nutrition class. Previously I would’ve never considered such a thing!
Sunday night I had some girlfriends come visit me, which was kick-butt. You have no idea! We watched “Airplane” and ordered Thai take-out. It was a great night! To that point I’ve added nothing but comedies in my Netflix queue. *grin* Here’s a pic of us by the pond near my house. Amanda, me, Kristina, April. Elana having a bad hair day:
Onto the interesting stuff: While doing they mastectomy / reconstruction surgery they also removed about 4 of my Sentinel lymph nodes. These are the 1st lymph nodes to which cancer cells spread after leaving the area of the primary tumor. They were all NEGATIVE!! So does this mean the cancer is out of my body? Hopefully yes. Does this mean I’ll still have to have chemo? Unfortunately… yes.
To wrap up, I will not find out when this begins until I see my Oncologist next week. My goal between now and then is to continue to focus on my healing and get strong to prepare my body for what I’m about to tackle. The best part is that I have rights as a patient and am seeking a 2nd opinion. So next week I see TWO Oncologists. Each will have my records and each will tell me their treatment suggestions.
The journey continues and I am optimistic for the outcome! It’s an inconvenience but I will endure and come out stronger for it.
Thank you loved one’s and friends!! See you soon…
Laner
Ironically, here’s an article that was written about me back in 2006… long before my recent bout with cancer.
Mile High News (2006-01-25) – January 25, 2006
Elana Rogers has had a bumpy road to headlining area club shows with a full band. Before recording her first EP, she survived a bout with cancer and a life-threatening car wreck. Both events inspired her to pursue her music more passionately, rather than retreat, she said. After surviving cancer treatment at the age of 19, she lost her inhibitions and stage fright.
Read the article at: Mile High News.com
ScienceDaily (2009-02-23) — Women who as children received radiation treatment for Hodgkin’s disease are almost 40 times more likely than others to develop breast cancer, according to findings from five institutions. Read the article at: Pediatric Hodgkin’s Disease Survivors Face Increased Breast Cancer