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Cancer Survivor: Robert Lam (13) 3-22-09. Father Ravi; Mother Liia; older sister Lauren; younger sister Leslie; younger brother Richard.
I'm not a big worrier but I confess I do worry about Zooie. Following his cancer diagnosis I pay attention to anything different I notice about him. He's had an intermittent limp the last couple weeks. I don't see any swelling or a lesion. He's also got a small(about 2 cm), firm, lump under his skin on his neck.
So....Zooie's going to go to the vet this week. I hope everythings okay.
body art and photography by Chelsea Rose
blogged here: lucidrose.blogspot.com/2014/12/earth-goddess-healing-body...
Part of my cancer series.
Some body cure cancer, just a suggestion.
If your a light painter or interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks.
Week 45 of 52 Weeks for Dogsfor my Zooie
Sending a belated Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends. I have basically been MIA...still carrying on at home the best I can but having a slow recovery from my flare-up this time.
I really didn't want to miss this week for 52 Weeks for Dogs though. This week of Thanksgivng I pause to count my many blessings and include amoung them my handsome Zooie as well as all my fur kids. Yes...I am blessed beyond measure.
I am also excited to announce the purchase of a new, FAR superior lens for my Canon. My Rebel XSi came with a cheap lens back when I got it a year and a half ago. Since then I have been reading and learning and finally purchased a Canon EF 24 - 70mm f/2.8 L. Funny thing is, the lens cost more than the camera body. So, I enjoy my new lens (and start saving up for a couple other lenses and a sturdier body) even though I'm going about acquiring my equipment backwards. I felt silly telling the gentleman at the camera shop what body I had when I went in to get a UV filter for the new lense. He made me feel better by telling me it actually made more sense to shoot with a cheaper body and put your money in the lenses than to buy a high end body and shoot with a garbage lens. I think he was trying to make me feel better.
My sweet Zooie continues to heal. If healing continues as it has, we will be going in for another radiograph next week. At that point we'll see how much longer the splint will have to stay on.
In this photo, Zooie is laying on his soft, squishy bed in his crate. He loves his crate. Right now he can't jump up on the bed because of his broken leg so I'm glad he can be so comfy in there. I know some people don't believe in crating dogs but ever since I had my first anxious dog, I learned the value in it. Now, each of my dogs has a crate. They all go in their crates happily and willingly and can be found laying in them during the day. We put them in only when we go out. We'll say, "Crates boys!" and they all run into their crates. I like knowing they are safe and not getting into anything in the house and they are quite happy with the arrangement.
I am very happy to report that Zooie is no longer limping at all. We will keep him on his glucosamine and chondroitin supplement for life. We were able to go on a long walk today and he is doing fine tonight. He had a teeth cleaning on Wednesday and I got the results from his blood work from last week. Everything was normal! I've stopped most vaccines on my dogs so Zooie only got Bordatella (because I foster shelter dogs) and canine influenza. I feel so much better now that he has been checked over and everything is okay........whew!
My friend Kaye is home from the hospital. She is doing much better and we are all so relieved. Thank you very much for your prayers. Her extended family came from out of town so I have stepped back and feel glad to know she is in good hands. Please do continue to pray for her and for her family.
For the third year in a row, Lance Mackey and his team of dogs won the Iditarod. The other mushers say he has a true gift of understanding dogs. Lance says that comes from not only growing up in a mushing family, in which both his father and older brother were Iditarod winners, but also from sitting in a sleeping bag in his pickup and just watching the dogs for a year while he was recovering from throat cancer. Whatever it is, he's got one fast and powerful team!
Better with B l a c k M a g i c</
Zooie's broken leg has two fairly deep ulcers. One is directly over the break (the tarsal bone or "elbow"). The other is on his knee. We went to my vet today. They cleaned the ulcers out (scrubbed them and pulled out dead tissue). They were much more vigorous than I would ever be because I'd be afraid to hurt him. They also took a radiograph that showed the bone needs some more healing time, maybe three weeks or more. Despite that, my vet didn't want to resplint the leg with the ulcers being so deep so he just dressed it and wrapped it. He doesn't want the splint back on until the ulcers heal. That may mean a prolonged healing time for the break, but if that's what we have to do, we'll do it. I'll change the dressing on Wednesday and assess it for improvement and we'll go from there.
I feel like my poor boy has been through so much in his short life (~ 9 years). He is the sweetest soul but some how bad things keep happening to him. I love him so much and I hate to see him hurting. I will be so glad when this is all behind us and he can go on his walks again.
Thanks to everyone who stopped by and sent well wishes for Zooie. He's rested much more comfortably today. Sorry I didn't have time to stop by and comment today. I hope to be by tomorrow!
Part of my cancer series.
Somebody save me. This is for people with cancer who are still looking for the cure.
If your interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks.
Tenemos a Jesús que se compadece de nosotros en nuestras debilidades y podemos acercarnos con total confianza al trono de la gracia para que recibamos misericordia y hallemos gracia para la ayuda oportuna.
Hace unos años me diagnosticaron cáncer, eso implicaba a la vez perder toda posibilidad de quedar embarazada, recuerdo que solo pudimos orar con Esteban, no habían palabras de ánimo mas allá de las que nosotros podíamos expresar con gratitud, no busqué culpables, me rendí a Dios e hicimos lo que pudimos: aferrarnos a Jesús y a sus palabras. En pocos días la operación se llevó a cabo y empezaron los tratamientos de radio y quimioterapia, en los posteriores análisis y controles ya no se detectaron rastros de la enfermedad, hasta el día de hoy.
Me gustaría poder contarles una historia de valentía pero el temor y la angustia rondaron en incontables veces mi alma y vez tras vez sin cansancio, el Perfecto Amor quitó el miedo. El matrimonio es hermoso, desde mi experiencia personal, fue de tanta alegría y sanidad disfrutar del amor y los cuidados de mi esposo, Dios a través de el proveyó lo necesario para mi tratamiento y sus cuidados fueron y siguen siendo imposibles de poner por escrito. Amore, no sabia que al casarte conmigo ibas a perder todo para ganar lo mas importante: conocer a Cristo Jesús,a través de tu entrega veo lo que es el amor sacrificial. El entorno de una persona que afronta un cáncer se ve terriblemente afectado por el dolor, sin embargo mi esposo, mi valiente madre Beatriz, mi incansable hermana Eli, mi compasiva hermana Ali y su hermosa familia, mis queridos suegros, mi familia y la familia de Esteban fueron también grandemente consolados y sostenidos por Dios en este tiempo, a esto sumo el acompañamiento de amistades preciosas que están muy cerca, gracias a todos ustedes por limpiar mis heridas con lágrimas y oraciones, hoy tengo una enorme y valiosa cicatriz.
Los controles son parte de mi vida pero sé que el bien y la misericordia me seguirán todos los días que Dios determinó que yo viviera y retorno a la verdad con la que empecé, la gracia es inmerecida y el acceso se pagó con sangre, si pasamos por dolores, no hay tragedia que Dios no pueda transformar en algo maravilloso, vivo agradecida con la certeza de que no va a pasar nada fuera de su buena, agradable y perfecta voluntad.
Para los que necesiten saber: Le dijo Jesús: Yo soy la resurrección y la vida; el que cree en mí, aunque esté muerto, vivirá.
Meet Anita, a patient of breast cancer. She had dense breasts, which makes it more difficult for her doctors to spot breast cancer on a mammogram. Even after the surgery, her lump kept getting bigger and harder. Then she contacted to PathSOS.
Read her complete Cancer Journey,
Email: support@pathsos.net
Katia is a cancer survivor, still battling side effects of disease, treatment & rejection of a stem cell transplant in 2004. She was diagnosed in 2002 at age 2 and is now 14.
Part of my cancer series.
I made a few versions of this I might post later. I was thinking of a holiday cancer series the idea came from being sick everyday and family acting surprised that I'm sick on the holidays as if cancer takes the holidays off, it doesn't. I also ran out of Easter eggs for this shot so I had to use my pill bottles, I should find another alternative, I like the colors from the eggs maybe I get some more. Happy Easter everyone.
If your a light painter or interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks.
Pearl had her monthly exam w/oncologist this morning. All is fine...she remains in remission for her cancer. I took this of her while in the exam room. She doesn't like going to the vet but handles it well. I noticed that other pets in the lobby were trembling or trying to pull their humans back outside.
It's always a good day when Pearl passes her exam. She will be 18yrs Aug 1st.
If your a light painter or interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks.
Week 46 out of 52 Weeks for Dogs for my Zooie.
When the weather turns colder, I always have a blanket on the sofa for Zooie. Because his coat is so thin, he gets cold easily. I love how he has his nose buried here.
Thank you to everyone who has sent well wishes. I am finally feeling a lot better. I still don't have time for flickr because I am SO behind in life from being sick. I miss checking in on everyone's pics, especially this time of year. I hope to be back flickring soon.
As I was waiting to take photos of the bridal party on the train, I asked one of the guests if she'd want to take a few photos in the doorway of this old west town while the sun was setting, giving off some nice back light. She hopped right up there and gave me some sass.
And she's 17, and a recent cancer survivor. I didn't ask too many questions, but she was very proud to get a complement and thrilled to have some photos taken.
Part of a large three piece mosaic mural I purchased on ebay for $10!!! Did I tell you I have a child-like fascination for unicorns? This is in the Colour Mania group.
Image Taken at the Oklahoma State Cowboys. vs West Virginia Mountaineers Wrestling Dual, Sunday, January 22, 2023, Gallagher-Iba Arena, Stillwater, OK. Bruce Waterfield/OSU Athletics
Today it is 95 outside. Pearl loves the heat. I thought it'd be a great day to give her a bath and let her dry off on the back deck. She hates baths....what cat doesn't?
Cancer Survivor: Jenee Areeckal
Social Worker
Age at first diagnosis, 15
Osteogenic sarcoma, January 1985
Recurrence in the lungs May 1985
Recurrence in the heart, 1988
Ovarian cancer, 2008
My ultimate goal is to have a camp for amputee children that would include sports, meditation, self-reflection, and self-esteem. It is important to help them be strong, to show them how to deal with all that they have lost, and to let them know that they can lead a normal life. My amputation never hindered me. I did all the things a normal teenage girl would do. I still ski and swim, and I recently started playing tennis again in a wheelchair.
Ybor City was established in the 1880's consisting of mostly immigrants from Cuba, Spain, Italy & more. Many of these migrants worked in cigar factories rolling millions of cigars for decades.
Ybor City is unique.
A $10 donation from the sale of this doll will be made to Making Strides Against Breast Cancer.
Available at http://uptheatticsteps.com/
Heifer International has a lot of friends in Hollywood. It's an amazing organization that you can read about in our Holiday Issue of A Distinctive Style.
See us online at: adistinctiveworld.net then click the magazine! Enjoy the Journey!
Week 42 of 52 weeks for Dogs for my Zooie.
The photo I posted for the group last week was from an outing at the park. My sweet boy looked so happy, I just couldn't pass up posting it. In doing so, I missed the "depth" challenge for the group, so I decided to take on the challenge this week.
There's nothing like sitting on the couch in the evening with Zooie. He used to only give me his rear end when we sat next to each other. He's not much for face to face contact, you may remember. Latey, he's been curling up next to me with his head on my lap. This may not seem like a big deal, but for my people submissive boy, it is. It's a slow process, but I love that my non-snuggly boy is becoming more snuggly.
Ybor City was established in the 1880's consisting of mostly immigrants from Cuba, Spain, Italy & more. Many of these migrants worked in cigar factories rolling millions of cigars for decades.
Ybor City is unique.
This is Nana.
Nana is my wife’s grandmother, however, she feels much like my own. I can say a lot about her, all positive, as she is incredibly inspiring. Having gone through a hip replacement, she was still dancing at the reception at our wedding. Since then, she has battled with more surgeries and even fought breast cancer, having won that battle as well. One of the reasons she is so inspiring is not simply because of her victories, but how her head was held high during the fight. Always positive, always smiling, always knowing she would come out on top.
She is a survivor.
It was the morning of the dojo Karate tournament. I arrived early to allow my children a chance to warm up before the other competitors started to crowd the floor. A small area of chairs had been arranged where observers were permitted to view the goings on. One person was sitting alone who had arrived prior to my arrival. Since I didn’t already know her, I introduced myself. I am at the dojo several times a week, and am acquainted with most families who have students training there. Somebody new is an easy mark. We had 15 minutes before the noise level would become unruly, so our conversation started naturally.
Meet Maureen, 21/100 in my Strangers project.
The moment she began to speak, I was pleasantly astounded to hear a familiar accent; one that is uncommon to Albuquerque because it comes from more than 2200 miles/3688 km away. Though she was born in New York City, Maureen had later lived in a city North of Boston named Lynn, Massachusetts for 20 years, before relocating to 'Burque. I grew up in a small town with only one other municipality in between us and Lynn. My own accent is far less distinguishable although I use a few expressions in common speech that reflect an upbringing from that same area, known as Boston's North Shore. We had a serendipitous connection. It was one of those wild, "It's a small world," moments.
Maureen is a retired Psychiatric nurse who used to work at Lynn's Union Hospital, a small facility now part of the North Shore Medical Center. She was involved with the care of schizophrenic and dually-diagnosed patients. After she finished graduate school, she divorced and a friend invited her to move to Albuquerque for a change of scenery.
“Why not? I can always go back,” She thought. Never did she move back east; she has remained here. Her adult children now also live in Albuquerque and they have given her the pleasure of nearby grandchildren. She pointed out two boys in belts of yellow, the first level that beginners may test into. They were going through some basic movements. Those were her grandchildren and she was excited to watch them compete.
In 1996, Maureen decided to learn Shotokan Karate, and in fact, she studied under the same Sensei with whom my own children are now students. She became a black belt at 60 years old. While it gave her a sense of confidence in her surroundings, she has never used martial arts to defend herself in the world outside the dojo. Around ten years ago, she had to quit her Karate practice. She had been a long time cigarette smoker, and was diagnosed with lung cancer.
“I’m all clear now,” she said, “But a large portion of a lobe of one of my lungs was removed.” Since the operation, Maureen finds it frequently challenging to breathe at our high altitude; we live a mile high (1.6 km) above sea level. She is planning a move to Florida, which is sea level, where breathing should be easier for her.
I asked if she had any thoughts to impart to other strangers:
“To live in the moment. Self-discipline leads to self-understanding, but living in the moment is the way.”
Once she retired from Karate, she enrolled in art classes. She has learned oil painting and clay sculpting. She is now taking drawing classes and acrylic painting to enhance her appreciation of form. Her opinion is that her work in 3-dimensions improves by creating in 2-dimensions.
After all of this candid sharing, I asked if she would allow me to photograph her for the 100 Stranger project. She wanted to hear more about it. I then shared my own images of the other strangers already in my set. I told her that I would appreciate being able to include her, and we would still have time before the competition started.
In agreement, we walked outside and she paused in a few areas underneath the roof line where I could find indirect sunlight. I wanted to avoid the glare that I experienced while making my 17th portrait since this was being taken in the same location.
When I finished her photo session, we returned to our original seats. I asked her if in addition to her portrait, she would want me to take a few photographs of the grandchildren while they were called on to compete. She thought that was a grand idea.
A day after she received the pictures, Maureen replied and told me her portrait, and the action shots of the boys, were all great. She told me, "my son-in-law 'practically demanded copies.'" I enjoyed a way to share something extra with Maureen after her time with me. I found her to be quite remarkable.
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page.
Zooie has been favoring his hind quarters for the last several days. Last week he fell a couple times (he slips on the hardwoods and linoleum on occasion) and ended up splayed on the floor. We felt he probably was a little sore so we decided to watch him.
Yesterday, when outside in the backyard with him, he stopped at the bottom of the stairs and wouldn't go up. I encouraged him and he slowly made his way to the top. When he got there, he lifted his left leg up and hobbled to the door. I studied his legs and saw that the "elbow" of his posterior, left leg was very swollen. I felt it and it was firm to the touch. Zooie pulled away from my hand. Okay........my boy had a firm mass on his elbow. The last time he had a firm mass, it was.........c.....a.....n.....c.....e......r...........
I called my vet. No, it wasn't an emergency, I told the receptionist. "But, please tell Dr. Miller that Zooie has a firm, painful mass on his posterior, left ulna (elbow)". She left the phone for a minute or two after telling me the office was swamped. When she came back, she said that the doctor had surgery all day the next day (today) but if I brought Zooie in at 8 a.m. he'd see him then.
Okay...now fast forward to this morning. I brought Zooie in to my vet, thinking that my boy had cancer again. Lots of deep breaths later, as Dr. Miller examined the "mass" , I was so scared the words out of his mouth would verify my worst fears. "I think it's a fracture", he said. "A FRACTURE?".........a fracture!...........whew.....but how did he get a fracture? Must have been from one of his spills. My boy doesn't have cancer! The radiograph verified a fracture. It also showed buckshot around the joint. The buckshot is from before Zooie came to me. He has lots of buckshot in his left foreleg and backleg from when some shot at him, my poor boy. Despite his full O.R. schedule, my vet went over the x-ray with me in detail and then splinted the leg. My boy doesn't have cancer!
On another day, I wouldn't be so happy about a fracture, but my boy doesn't have cancer. He's gonna be okay...........we just have to severely limit his activity for 6 weeks and keep the leg splinted. I woke up this morning thinking the worst. I go to bed tonight so relieved that at least for today, Zooie does not have to face cancer again. He's groggy from the pain medicine but for today.....Zooie is OKAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cancer Survivor: Troy Blakely, Talent Agent, Age at diagnosis, 44
Squamous cell carcinoma, 1994,
When I was diagnosed, everyone said to me, “You’re the healthiest person I know. You run marathons and eat brown rice all the time.” How can you get cancer? They didn’t know the other side of me, the stress side. I was in a place in my life where I was very unhappy and stressed out, a lifestyle conducive to giving cancer the chance to take root.
It took facing death to learn to live.
I am happy to say that my sweet Zooie is doing better.
Today I was able to remove the dressing from the ulcer on Zooie's knee. It has healed enough that I am no longer worried about infection. The ulcer on his "elbow" is also healing but is deep enough to require further dressing. Because of the ulcers, the splint remains off Zooie's broken leg.
I admit I dread putting that splint back on again. I'm not sure how we'll prevent further ulcers from developing. I guess it's still just one day at a time right now. I am happy to say that despite missing his daily walks, Zooie is in good spirits. I try to spend time with him on the couch so he stays quiet. I'm catching up on sewing and some other projects I've neglected. Zooie is enjoying his extra bully sticks while his leg heals!
I am so blessed to have my boy with me two years after his cancer diagnosis! He is such a fighter! I can't imagine ever loving a dog more than I love this special boy. He's my heart!!
© Brian Callahan 2009 All rights reserved.
(Lefty finally passed in April of 2010, living twice as long as similar, healthy birds to in the wild.)
This bird, as you see, only has one wing. About 10 years ago it was amputated because of a malignant growth that could not be stopped.
He is fine. He prowls his territory in the aviary proudly and takes no guff from the plovers and doves that share the ground near him.
He has become my talisman, since I have recently been diagnosed with agressive prostate cancer. I am tentatively scheduled for surgery on April 13. I may not be posting for a while after that. I will keep my friends advised. Wish me luck.
It is easier to flush a pet fish......sigh.
I am putting my sweet dog, Stella, to sleep this morning. It is an emotional decision. Stella has Cushing's Disease and I am no longer able of keeping her happy and healthy. She is showing signs of distress with the failure of her body. I rescued this wonderful animal and she stood by my side through the cancer treatments (better than any man). I owe her the dignity to die without shame.
Part of a series on my experience with cancer, collected over 10 years worth of bottles and needles since I was too sick at the time to document it, I thought one day I might want to make some art out of this.
I'm thinking of creating a Light Painting charity group, check out the discussion on Light Junkies.
www.flickr.com/groups/lightjunkies/discuss/72157625409715...
If your a light painter or interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks.
Cancer Survivor: Shoshana Silver, Immigration Attorney, Age at diagnosis, 16, Synovial cell sarcoma, 1999
Cancer is something that happens to other people. Suddenly all the small things in life were just bullshit. They didn’t mean anything. It seemed like all of a sudden I knew what was true and what wasn’t.
I no longer feel invincible like a lot of young people do. I ask my friends who are smokers, “Why do you think it won’t happen to you? You went through it with me.” I hope they don’t have to learn their vulnerability or harsh realities. Innocence is something that everyone deserves to hold on to for as long as possible.
This projection was part of an art project based on my cancer experience. I didn't care much for that project but focusing on part of it and projecting it looked interesting to me.So this became a self-portrait of me back then when I lost my hair and eyebrows to chemo and a more recent me with my hair back. If your a light painter or interested in light painting check out this new light painting group Shining Light on Cancer. Thanks. www.flickr.com/groups/1545026@N24
Now this series is on Facebook. www.facebook.com/pages/Shining-Light-on-Cancer/5073076060...