Preparing for Surgery...
As time was passing by Celeste was being prepared for a major surgery. Since her white cell count was low, she started taking Neulasta. April was full of pain for Celeste, bone pain because of the Neulasta, chest pain was also something she was dealing with. While being in the hospital her Doctor showed us the new PET scan which showed the tumor decreasing. It was great news but it all became not so great when the doctor mentioned that they were planning to remove her whole stomach. We never discussed this option before, we knew that her stomach was going to be cut out ... but we were not prepared for it to be removed completely. This news really affected my daughter and it affected to me as well. I wanted to believe it was not going to happen. There was time for miracles and I wanted to have a miracle.
May came around, we were just wishing for a miracle of all the effort from Celeste and Doctors and from God. She was losing quite a lot of weight and I was really concerned for her. With all that she was going thru this month...my daughter found the time to make me feel special for Mother's Day. She was like that ... always finding ways to make our lives happy.
During this time, we found out that my daughter's cancer was not a stage of beginning but a stage of growing... stage 4 the Doctor said... aggressive and progressive. My husband and I were speechless. We were hoping with our hearts that it was a beginning and that it would be fine... this came about a meeting we had with the medical team where we were told that other doctors were not interested in touching this cancer. She was too far along... our insides were in so much pain! How could this be??? Why???? Why myself as her mother was not able to do something before. Why wasn't I more inquisitive of all the diagnosis she received... like asthma, sports asthma, acid reflux, costochondritis, anemia... but this ... this just took our breath away... we felt short of miracles happening, short of time, short of life. My husband really broke on this meeting. It was too hard to know the real situation of our daughter. We felt stupid and we just couldn't believe what was said to us. We did not say anything to her. We wanted to keep her spirit up and we thought this information will only harm her well being, so we just kept it to ourselves. Then again, hope is what kept us going. Faith that she could overcome this "beast" the "C" beast.
Celeste was looking forward to the month of June, she wanted to attend a church Youth Conference in early June.
June 25 was the "D" Day for us.
May came around, we were just wishing for a miracle of all the effort from Celeste and Doctors and from God. She was losing quite a lot of weight and I was really concerned for her. With all that she was going thru this month...my daughter found the time to make me feel special for Mother's Day. She was like that ... always finding ways to make our lives happy.
During this time, we found out that my daughter's cancer was not a stage of beginning but a stage of growing... stage 4 the Doctor said... aggressive and progressive. My husband and I were speechless. We were hoping with our hearts that it was a beginning and that it would be fine... this came about a meeting we had with the medical team where we were told that other doctors were not interested in touching this cancer. She was too far along... our insides were in so much pain! How could this be??? Why???? Why myself as her mother was not able to do something before. Why wasn't I more inquisitive of all the diagnosis she received... like asthma, sports asthma, acid reflux, costochondritis, anemia... but this ... this just took our breath away... we felt short of miracles happening, short of time, short of life. My husband really broke on this meeting. It was too hard to know the real situation of our daughter. We felt stupid and we just couldn't believe what was said to us. We did not say anything to her. We wanted to keep her spirit up and we thought this information will only harm her well being, so we just kept it to ourselves. Then again, hope is what kept us going. Faith that she could overcome this "beast" the "C" beast.
Celeste was looking forward to the month of June, she wanted to attend a church Youth Conference in early June.
June 25 was the "D" Day for us.
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