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From Video Shoots to the Waiting Room

June 19, 2015 //  by Robin//  Leave a Comment

robin shirtJuly whatever! I don’t wantto know… Dallas, Tx 201

Amazingly, last night we spent hours shooting video tape for a project I’m involved in, and to be fair, no, I haven’t mentioned anything to you yet because I’m sort of living a quarterly life! I say this while today I’m sitting in the waiting room of my oncologists office. I sit and give new meaning to the words “waiting room!” As we’re all aware, I’m not the most patient patient!

I figure, if I make it out alive this first quarter and they change my status to living a bi- monthly life instead…then I’ll spill the beans on the video stream! Just know that there were a lot of clothes taken off and put on, a shadow box, lots of laughter and heels! Wow! That would make a great book title! “A Shadowbox, Laughter and Heels!” Oh My!

I’m sitting here being what I think is Entertaining, but please understand I’m truly scared to death. In fact I couldn’t believe my blood pressure was 100 over 60 because I thought I was having a heart attack just from the anxiety of not knowing the outcome!

So, at least we know I can handle pressure, laugh and be entertaining while I’m a nervous wreck- but the favor I ask of You is to cross your fingers and if you were blessed with long toes, cross them too! I could use a stroke of luck! And of Course, this Doctor, my dear friend, saves me for last because I’m her favorite patient! So? I Wait!!!

 

Category: Lemons to Lemonade - Ovarian Cancer, Robin MarshallTag: Bitching, Cancer? So? What's Next?, Robin Marshall

Let’s Do The “Vodka Shake!”

March 16, 2015 //  by Robin//  Leave a Comment

Ports be gone!Just in case you missed this: Tomorrow is the day I get both of my ports out!

I will finally be able to wear my dresses again! Next step- hair will grow back and no more hiding my Martina’s from my Doctor!

http://youtu.be/dDzl7_Qc5wc

Category: Lemons to Lemonade - Ovarian Cancer, Robin MarshallTag: cancer survivor, Cancer? So? What's Next?, Medical ports, Robin Marshall, Victoria secret

I Promised You My “Happy Dance!”

February 24, 2015 //  by Robin//  2 Comments

Feb 23, 2015  Dallas, Texas 

 

I've been chemo-free for two weeks now! I made a promise to you that if I beat Cancer's ass- I'd do a "happy dance!" (Make sure you click on the link, considering I almost put myself back in the hospital while doing this dance!)

I want to thank you for following my story of trying to win this battle, while at the same time taking the time to look out for yourselves, health-wise. Your support helped me to get here, and I adore you.

Much love,

Robin

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Category: Lemons to Lemonade - Ovarian Cancer, Robin MarshallTag: Cancer? So? What's Next?, Chemotherapy, Robin Marshall, Robin Marshall dancing, Sugar Mom, Woman Dancing

You Will Not Believe My News!

February 16, 2015 //  by Robin//  10 Comments

Feb 16th, 2015 Dallas, Tx.

Never Say Never!

If you have been following my blog, you’ll know that 2 days ago I posted I was to go in today to have 4 chemo injections done in a 6 hour session. You know I have dreaded this- but they felt as I felt- I couldn’t handle the week to week any more. My body felt so filled up with chemo that I just knew I was the equivalent to being “Done!” 

FOR ONCE- Something has gone MY WAY in this medical nightmare!!!

I woke up to a voice message from my Dr’s PA (no, that is not something you listen to music through! It stands for Physician’s Assistant, you radio/DJ nuts).

The message read like this: “Robin, I’ve sat and gone through your chart, took it tothe Dr, and she agrees: We Miscalculated! You have already completed 6 cycles of chemo- YOU ARE DONE!”

Picture me- in bed, listening to this message on the day that I felt would be the worst day of my life-… I sat straight up… literally threw the covers off and started jumping up and down!!!

I’M DONE!!!! I’m a SURVIVOR!!! You Helped me through- and I can’t Thank you enough for all the support that has come my way!!!

All this on the day before my birthday!!! WHAT A GIFT!!!! Holy Shit!!! Hey- I’m allowed to swear, it’s MY Birthday. Hmph!!!

This weekend I’m going to see my mom! 🙂 Finally….

The only bad news is, I’ve been choreographing my “happy dance” and figured I still had two weeks left- so I’m gonna’ have to wing it, which won’t be difficult since I’m pretty much dancing in my seat anyway!!! Be watching for my Youtube video! LOL!

I seriously don’t think I’ve ever written a piece and used so many exclamation points in my life. Improper, but who gives??

This is the best birthday gift I’ve ever received in my life.

Thank you for all the birthday wishes too, and NO- you’re not late! It’s tomorrow. My life begins again, today, said the Sugar Mom! …. <3

Love you all,

Robin

Category: Lemons to Lemonade - Ovarian Cancer, Robin MarshallTag: cancer survivor, Cancer? So? What's Next?, Chemotherapy, Robin Marshall

“It Ain’t Over Till the FAT Lady Sings!” She’ Singin’!

February 15, 2015 //  by Robin//  3 Comments

 

Feb 15th,2015 Dallas, Tx

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I'm Almlost THERE!

So it’s come down to the wire…  

My Doctor has admitted I’m “one of a kind.” Meaning, she’s never had a patient who’s numbers have been the equivalent to a wooden roller coaster, where you hear the sound of the rickety-rick as it climbs to the peak and shoots straight down to the bottom, without hope that you’ll survive that drop! And of course, then there’s the subject of my personality… Ha! She admitted to me, that most women can’t handle 6 months worth of weekly taxol, let alone work and travel at the same time. I didn’t know that. I just remember my girlfriend Jane, who had stage 4 cancer and she’d have her IV pole at work, while being the GM of a radio station. I thought that was remarkable and tried to model myself after her.

Each week I’ve gone in, for the entire 6 months, it’s been a crap shoot. My white count is so low they can’t give me chemo or my red count is so low that I need a blood transfusion. I wonder how many people really are a part of my make up, at this point. All that blood from generous strangers…I wonder if it’ changed my personality? Obviously not- I’m still a bit crazy- unless they pulled from the “crazy blood bank!”

A perfect example is, I went to SC to see my kids last week. Had a great time until I woke up Sunday to a fever of 103.5. I know… you’re all picturing what radio frequency is in your market with that number! I’m not the only nutty one- I too remembered working for the Apple in NYC, thinking, “OH! So it all comes around finally!”

Here it is: 3 weeks left to go which includes 4 treatments of chemo.

My mom has been in and out of the ICU for the last 5 months. I’ve seen her twice which is the only way I’ve been able to talk with her, since she’s trached and on a ventilator. I was able to read her lips. Now I’m getting calls from the doctor saying it doesn’t look good. She’ll never come off the vent and her chosen POA is slipping into delirium. Can I come in? I’ve been forbidden to enter the ICU while my counts have been all over the map, which caused me to go to my doctor and ask for advice.

She said, “Robin your platelets are too low for chemo as of today. Your body is at the point where we don’t think you’ll be able to handle chemo on a weekly basis anymore. We can’t afford to keep missing weeks due to your counts being inconsistent.”

I never even saw what was coming…

All I knew was that this was going to be the hardest three weeks of my life- body tolerance wise, and trying to get to my mom in time.

She said, “come back on Monday for labs again, and let’s see if the platelets are higher, and if so- we’re going to give you the entire cycle in one sitting; 4 doses of chemo which will take about 6 hours- and then? You’re done. I started to cry… happy tears! All those moments of tearing quietly just broke loose.

After regaining my composure, please picture my mouth hanging open- as I said, “can I die from this?” She said, “as long as you don’t HIDE the fact that you have a FEVER from me again, NO… I don’t think so!”
I tried to explain that I knew if I called her with that fever she’d have insisted I go to the emergency room in Charlotte- and I would get Stuck there- while knowing I still had a shot at chemo the next day! I told her I called my girlfriend Arlene instead! Remember? Arlene is up there in ranking with her! In fact they did their residencies together! She looked up in the air while shaking her head… and said, “and what did Arlene say?” I said, “She said, you’re NOT gonna’ die between today and tonight! Rest- get on the plane and go to your doc tomorrow.”

Now my doctor is looking down shaking her head, and said, “I’m glad Arlene is your friend, and I also know that no matter WHO you spoke with, you’d STILL not have gone to the ER!” I answered, “I’m HERE, aren’t I? My temperature, while less than 24 hours ago has dropped to 97.4… can I have chemo?”

The answer was YES- and a blood transfusion the next day.

So here I am, after All THAT- on a Sunday, waiting to find out if my numbers will shock the world yet again tomorrow… with platelets coming UP so that I can be DONE!!!!
If not tomorrow, they’ll test me every other day this week, and the minute I’m safe the chemos will enter my system.

I had the sense to ask her finally, “and how will having 4 chemos injected at once make me feel? She said, “day 4-5-6 you’ll feel like a truck ran over you.” I wanted to know if that same truck would back up over me, and her response was, “it’s quite possible it’ll feel like that!” I saId, “what kind of truck!!!”

Ok! There ya’ have it! Next week should be it- not knowing which day is going to be the hard part- until the HARD PART!

If at some point next week you don’t hear from me on FB or here on my blog… you’ll know: I’m going through hell to get to heaven! Heaven being alive and well!

Cross your fingers, toes, what ever’s long enough to cross- just do it! Please… I’ve so had it.

Love to you all,

Robin

Category: Lemons to Lemonade - Ovarian Cancer, Robin MarshallTag: Cancer? So? What's Next?, Chemotherapy, how to beat cancer, Robin Marshall

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