Monday, September 1, 2014

Dr. Ellen Shaw de Paredes

I woke up this morning to the awful news on the front page of our newspaper that Dr. de Paredes had died on Saturday, Aug. 30, 2014, at the age of 62. What do you say about a woman who saved your life?

Every year for over a decade I put my life in Dr. de Paredes' hands and I trusted her with that life. In January, 2011, as she held my hand through that last awful biopsy that changed my life forever, I knew something bad was coming down the pike. And in that awful moment when you get the news that brings your whole world crashing down, Dr. de Paredes already had a plan laid out for me, and out of the chaos came some order and the glimmer of  hope.

I have never trusted a doctor the way I trusted Dr. de Paredes and ultimately perhaps that is the greatest gift you can give any doctor. She was the ultimate professional - a great doctor who was caring and compassionate and treated each of her patients with dignity and respect. I never doubted for a second that she would give my case her full attention and the best she could possibly do.

So, Dr. de Paredes, one last time -- thank you for my life. And it goes without saying that I will never forget you.

http://www.timesdispatch.com/news/local/ellen-shaw-de-paredes-breast-imaging-specialist-dies-at/article_b85ec7ed-0770-53ef-9854-dfdc4a5b1479.html

Sunday, February 2, 2014

3D Mammography

There are always some things that invoke some trepidation and dread, no matter how positive you try to be ... my annual mammography is one of them. I do it gladly because it saved my life but it also marks a time that tested my body and my spirit.

This year we were given the option of trying a new technology -- 3D Mammography: http://www.hopkinsmedicine.org/imaging/locations_directions/green_spring_station/tomosynthesis.html
It's FDA approved but it isn't yet covered by most insurance companies. I didn't think $60 was too much to pay for something like this. I figured that it was a low cost to pay for peace of mind.

What I had not reckoned with was that it would magnify potentially problematic areas that a normal mammogram could not. And when Dr. de Paredes herself came in to do the ultrasound, I felt my heart sink, in remembrance of the last time Dr. de Paredes came into the room and my whole world changed.

But I got my notification in the mail yesterday -- "We are happy to inform you your mammogram on 01/31/2014 showed no suspicious abnormalities." Thank you, God.

I am not out of the woods yet. I have an MRI on Feb. 13 and then I can breathe easy for another year.

Saturday, January 25, 2014

Third Anniversary of Diagnosis

There are some anniversaries that can't really be celebrated but must be acknowledged. This is one of them. It seems hard in the quiet of the night to think that three years ago today, I sat in a little room and listened to the doctor say those dreaded words to me -- "You have invasive ductal carcinoma" and me sitting there thinking -- "What is that exactly?"

What did I learn from this? Perhaps the biggest lesson I have taken away from cancer is that your spirit can see you through the worst and ugliest of times. If you believe, all things are possible, and that massive source of strength in you just feeds your soul and your body. I don't know where it came from, but I thank God for it every day.

I made a promise to myself to treasure all the moments of this precious life that I've been given, and not to squander a moment of it on things and people who don't deserve me. Being afraid of doing what you know to be right destroys your soul. If you cannot climb up that moutain, you will never see the glory and the joy that is on the other side. Is it possible that cancer has taught me to be fearless? Rather ironic that this fearsome, loathsome disease, did not break me ... it made me stronger.

What should I do today? Absolutely nothing differently from what I do everyday and that is the triumph -- that I am here to do those things.

I could not possibly have come through those three years without my wonderful husband and amazing child, who fought down their own fears, to help me crush this disease. We have love and that is enough.

And the prayers of my family and friends wrapped their warm around me and helped me get through the tough times when my hair fell out, and my body was so worn out that I could barely move, and when everything hurt, and I wondered "can I make it through to the end?"

I have made it and on this day I say a prayer of gratitude.