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Cancer Journey: Part 5

Published December 8, 2017 by lynn k scott

I met with a new oncologist yesterday.  Truth be told, I had several mini-meltdowns, at work no-less, trying to get an emergency referral to this new doctor.  I’m on my “off” week for my chemo-cycle and needed the referral, be seen and have the medication ordered and delivered, by today, in order to stay on track.

Prayers were definitely answered.  If you have followed up to now, you know I have received less-than-stellar care for my cancer.  To the point, the doctors should be sued.  Yea, it was that bad.

I walk into this new office; very apprehensive.  Very nice office staff.  They pointed out coffee and tea were available, if I wanted some.  Coffee?  That HAS to be a sign!  The computer system wasn’t cooperating, and the staff was apologizing to me for the wait and having to switch rooms.  Respect?  I’m not used that.  Such a simple thing, yet so many people no longer offer common courtesies.

Then I met the doctor.  She genuinely seemed concerned.  Part of the reason is because I’m technically too young to have colon cancer; without a family history of it.  I told her, what I have told a handful of doctors, there has been a lot of different cancer in my immediate family.  She took note of it.  Then mentioned something no one else has:  Lynch Syndrome.   She thinks I may have this.  From what I have read on the syndrome, it would explain the cancer in my paternal grandmother, my father and my 37-year old sister, and of course, now me.

I have previously declined genetic testing because two previous doctors were focusing on my risk of breast cancer.  They failed to elaborate when I didn’t see a need for it.  Based on other family member’s testing, I am almost certain I have an increased risk of breast cancer.  I didn’t need a test to confirm that.

My new oncologist pointed out, if I had Lynch syndrome, it’s more than just treating me; it could affect my children.  They would have a 50% chance of having the gene that causes the syndrome, thereby increasing their risk of certain cancers.

I am extremely grateful and blessed that I have been assigned to an empathetic, compassionate and caring physician.  This is how healthcare should be.  It shouldn’t be getting patients in and out in record time with minimal information.  Communication is so crucial, yet, often downplayed because too many doctors have their routine and expect patients to conform to it.

Toward the end of the appointment, she said, “you have five children and you need to live.”  That almost brought me to tears.  My chemo has been pushed out (more cycles added).  Extra testing has been ordered.  Vitamin D has been added to my daily dose of pill consumption.  There will be a PET scan and other testing once all the chemo has been concluded.

Overall, my prayers and those praying for me have been answered.  Prayers are still needed (and welcomed) as this battle is far from over.  At least now I feel like I have a fighting chance.

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Simple Church

Published November 15, 2017 by lynn k scott

Our church is rebranding.  This is new for me, because growing up, we went to the same church my entire life and it never changed.  I even was married in that church.  With the rebranding, we are establishing ourself apart from another church that we have been getting confused with.  I think it’s a great idea.  Without change, there cannot be growth.  I am from a small country town.  Even though I moved to a city, I still like my church small, but we all have room for growth.

God’s message is simple.

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After years of searching for my “home church”, I have found it.  I’ve been at Simple Church for about six months now.  In that time, besides being allowed to drink all the coffee I could want, I have met people who are becoming like family.  I’ve even been asked to help with providing refreshments for fellowship after church.  This was a blessing, because I enjoy cooking and feeding others and providing a snack or meal, appeases that particular need.

Having moved 3,000 miles from where I used to call home, restarted my life, remarried, had another child, gone through some really difficult trials and now battling cancer, knowing there is a place, where I am accepted in my jeans, my tattoos and all my other short-comings, brings a sense of peace.

Every week, the message comes from the Bible. It’s straight-forward; can’t get any simpler than that.  Prayers, contemporary music and singing fills the room as well.  There’s a song, “Old Church Choir“, by Zach Williams that sums up my feelings.

If you’ve ever been to a church with a choir, you know they can project a lively happiness with an upbeat tempos and their voices.  You are drawn in, want to be part of and appreciate the energy they are providing.  Memories are created through the music.

Stepping into Simple Church gives me that feeling every week!  Even when I was brand new to the church, I was welcomed.  It just wasn’t an obligatory, “hello” by someone assigned to meet the ‘new people’.  It was a genuine welcoming and caring that you were there.

It’s a church where I feel comfortable bringing my daughter.  Having a tween child brings it’s own challenges.  Knowing she is making friends, likes the children and their parents and wants to go instead of fighting me not to, says a lot too.Simple church

If there are little ones to consider, there’s a nursery for them to play and relax in during the service.

All in all, if you are looking for a small, community-based church, that offers genuine caring and compassion, with what I like to call a ‘come as you are’ mentality, then Simple Church might be the place for you.

If you are in the Solano County area, come check out 10:00 a.m. service.  We’d love to meet you!

Boots

Published August 10, 2016 by lynn k scott

Facebook was nice enough to remind me of a short poem I wrote five years ago.  I had forgotten about it; really.  It was a time when I was trying to keep busy; be normal.

It was my son’s first (and only, if i get my wish) deployment.  I was a mess and writing helped.  I wrote to those deployed, other military moms and even new Gold Star moms (hard to do with a deployed child).

I am passionate about supporting our military because I know how much it helps their morale; esp. when being so far from home.  I will be sharing more about that and how others can help, but for now…a simple poem that gave me something to look forward to…

 

I have a spot on the floor
Right near the front door
There’s supposed to be a pair of boots there
But I can’t find them anywhere
I know where they’ve gone
Hopefully, it won’t be too long
For them to be replaced
And I see my son’s smiling face!

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Meet and Greet Weekend @ DBDO: 2/12/16

Published February 12, 2016 by lynn k scott

In the blogging world, a “meet and greet” is the new version of “go on outside and play with your friends”.

Take a moment to meet some new people, read some new blogs and if you’re daring enough, leave a comment or two (or three)!

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It’s the Meet and Greet weekend at Dream Big!!  There are a few simple rules that will help make this MnG the most incredible networking experience:

  1. Leave a link to your page or post in the comments of this post.
  2. Reblog this post.  It helps you, it helps me, it helps everyone!  So don’t be selfish, hit the reblog button.
  3. Edit your reblog post and add tags.
  4. Feel free to leave your link multiple times!  It is okay to update your link for more exposure every day if you want.  It is up to you!

  5. Share this post on social media.  Many of my non-blogger friends love that I put the Meet n Greet on Facebook and Twitter because they find new blogs to follow.

Now that all the rules have been clearly explained get out there and Meet n Greet your butts off!

See ya on Monday!!

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Mom on the Bus – By Amanda Witow

Published January 18, 2016 by lynn k scott

Originally posted on Kindnessblog.com.  I’ve been there and learning to accept help from strangers is humbling, to say the least.  A little kindness goes a long way.

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This is something I witnessed years ago, but I like to remember it whenever I feel like people are too judgmental or what not.

So I was taking the bus home from university and it passes right by the social services building where I live. This woman with a tiny baby in one of those carry seats gets on. She doesn’t look great. Thin. Possibly hasn’t showered or changed her clothes recently. And she’s alternating between angry and upset.

 An older woman asked if she was okay and the woman shared how she had left her home town to come to the city to get help because her ex was abusive and a drug abuser. She’d gone to social services to try and get help because she had nothing and no one, and had just run out of formula for her baby. (Hence the upset) But whomever she spoke with…

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Open Letter to the Rehoming Pet Owner

Published May 21, 2015 by lynn k scott

Dear pet owner,

Having worked in rescue, been a foster mom to pit bull puppies, and rescued the two dogs I currently have, I have little sympathy for you and your “need” to rehome.

There is rarely an instance someone truly needs to get rid of a pet.  I get families split up and sometimes it’s hard to relocate to places that accept animals, esp. if you have a “vicious” dog. Which is a complete cop-out by the way…but that’s another blog post.

Facebook sale board admins should have some morals and ban all pet sales.  When you are charging a “rehoming fee” that is $50, or less, it does not ensure the animal is going to a good home.  That fee goes toward clearing your guilty conscience.

If you are charging $100, or more, that is selling the animal.  I’m not a huge fan of breeders.  However, if you are not licensed, keeping having litters of puppies or kittens and constantly posting you pet sales, NEWSFLASH:, you are a backyard breeder. With the shelters overflowing with animals, you have become part of the problem.

Common list of reasons why pets need to be rehomed:

  • Have to move
  • Baby on the way
  • Significant other doesn’t like pet
  • Too busy to give proper attention
  • Insurance doesn’t accept certain breed

I’m sorry.  The majority of those reasons are poor excuses.

Be honest; you don’t want the responsibility of a pet.  You are looking for a way out.

The posts that say, “Need to go to good home.  Must go today”, then have the nerve to say there’s a rehoming fee, resonates that money is more important than the life of the pet you promised to care for.  Oh you paid $250.00 for that puppy?  Bought a crate, toys and food?  Welcome to pet ownership.  Your first mistake was buying the pet.  The others are necessary supplies to properly care for your pet.  Do you really think I am going to pay a small fortune because you’re no longer willing to live up to your commitment to that animal?

Do not give animals as gifts.  They are not cute, temporary, play things.  They are living, breathing, faithful companions that cost money, require training (in many cases) and are not a disposable item when life gets too hectic and you are unable to properly manage your time.

Whether you agree or not, is irrelevant.  I believe pets are not commodities.  I believe in adopt; don’t shop.  I know there are some instances, caring pet-parents have to rehome.  This is addressed to the irresponsible pet owners who should be ashamed of their actions.  If people who lose everything in a house fire can find a way to keep their pets, surely you can do the same.

I feel like a dodo bird

Published April 4, 2015 by lynn k scott

I feel like a dodo bird; the last of a dying breed.  Ok, so the dodo is already extinct, but I feel that when I die out (and those like me), today’s youth will be worse off.  Perhaps, I’m being over-dramatic and old fashioned, but a simple incident today really made me think.

We were out having lunch.  The place we were eating always manages to cross-contaminate (gluten) my food, so I figured, what the heck.  If I’m going to be symptomatic, might as well enjoy what I am going to eat.  I order fish and chips.  Now, here on the West coast, people love tartar sauce (excuse me for a second while I make the ‘yuck’ face).  Back East, there was tartar sauce, but cocktail sauce was more prevalent.

I ask my server if they had cocktail sauce.  He answers negatively.  I then ask if there is horseradish available.  Yes, there is. SURPRISE my dear young chap, you do have cocktail sauce.  You are just inexperienced in the kitchen to know what ingredients make up that tangy sauce.

Before our meal arrives, our server is sent home from his shift and a new waiter introduces himself.  He was told I needed horseradish with my meal.  Again, lack of training.  I had to ask for a small bowl to mix it in.  No spoon was given and the small bowl was half full of horseradish.

Ok, so it appears I am making enough for 10 tables.  Good grief!  I emptied most the horseradish on my plate, added the ketchup, a couple teaspoons of lemon juice, a good mix and I’m done.  Shocking how if it doesn’t come out of a bottle, people are clueless as to how to make something so simple.

As our plates are being cleared, I had to tell the poor chap, “FYI…should you get another request for cocktail sauce, they really only need about a tablespoon of horseradish.”  I lifted the ketchup bottle and told him he gave me enough to make enough to fit into the contents of the bottle.

He laughed.  Said he had no idea, but he wanted me to have enough so he didn’t have to go back to get me more. Really?  Nice gesture, but that’s wasting company product and your job is to accommodate, if need be.  He appreciated learning how to make the cocktail sauce.  We had a chuckle about it.

It still amazes me how little servers know about food.  Today’s servers are not like I was when I waitressed.  I took pride in my food knowledge.  I learned about what I was serving, how it was prepared, what was in it.  The younger hospitality service generation just doesn’t have the same work ethic,

I am like the dodo bird.  When I am extinct, interactions like today, will become a thing of the past.

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