Birthday Eve

I've had a little joke going for the past few years about the girls. Whenever someone says "you can't possibly have daughters that old, I say "oh, they are from their father's first marriage". It's not a lie. I too, was from his first marriage, I just leave that part out. Please don't take that the wrong way. I want to be an important part of the amazing people they've become...I just don't like saying the number 30 out loud. (Sorry girls...I'm sure you don't like it either)

I wonder if our daughters knew when they were little girls how much they would impact the lives of others? We always did. :)

Chemo went well again. We've been so lucky, so far!

Hugs and kisses,
Dor

Birthday Surprise

Tonight we surprised Amy and Angie for their 30th birthday at a local restaurant (Jimmys, their favorite). About 20 family members and good friends showed up and helped make this special birthday memorable.

This past year has been very trying on the girls. They always try to be strong for us. They take time off from their jobs to accompany us to appointments. They are by our sides for everything. I know they want to make it easy for Jake as well. He feels like he is out of the loop being over at college, but they always tell him to "keep studying hard and he'll be home before he knows it. Until then, don't worry, we'll take care of mom and dad. You just take care of yourself". Those are amazing sisters and daughters.

I promised the girls I would give them my recipes one day (which I never seemed to get around to). While shopping at a little boutique in town last week (during my lunch break) I found the perfect recipe boxes. They were handpainted (with my favorite green color on the top) with the words, "Big dreams start small" painted on them. It couldn't have been more fitting. So, one of the gifts I gave them tonight was the beginning of their "mom's recipe box". They cried when they opened it (as did I) so I think it may have been a hit. We also gave them 30 roses, a passport and a week of relaxing ~ wherever their heart desired, near or far (I heard them mention Venice before we left the restaurant...Oh, to be 30 again) I plan on being around to celebrate their 40th birthday with them. By then, their recipe box will be overflowing, like my heart is for them.

It's chemo eve again. I hope we sleep better than we did 2 weeks ago. Let's hope everything contines to go as smooth as it has in the past 4 weeks. We always have a rough couple of days at the beginning, but it tapers off by the end of the 2 weeks.

If you get a chance to wish our girls a happy birthday on Wednesday, I'm sure they would love itto hear from you. Amy's email is: amyzoe@hotmail.com and Angie's is: schmitt_12@hotmail.com Tell them Mom and Dad sent you.

Thanks to all of you who made this night so special. And a special thanks to our daughters who make life worth living. Have a very happy birthday week....

Love you more than all the recipes in my recipe box!

Dream Big, Sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bite...
Dor

I've missed you all

What a tangled, busy life I've lived this past week. I worked everyday (got a bunch of work done and enjoyed myself this time...I loved being there), worked on Pam's surprise party that we had last night (which I might add was a ton of fun...and she was very surprised...Angie, Jake and Rick came after watching cousin Ally at Snohomish District Basketball game so they got in on the fun too!), I've been working on a secret project for Amy and Angie for their birthday that is coming up on Wednesday, and Jake came home for the weekend. Amy comes home tonight from Puerto Rico... And it's the Oscars tonight so all our work has to be done by 5:00

Today is a day of rest and recoup since we start the chemo process again tomorrow. I didn't wake up until 9:30 (and that's because I heard the phone ring) We've been so lucky to this point. Rick will have one more chemo treatment the week of March 12th, then on the 19th we both have CT scans. On the 20th we have appointments to hear the results. I have a good feeling that will be a great day :)

Just a little F.Y.I. ~ I'm doing better now. I'm not the emotional wreck I was a couple of weeks ago. As a matter of fact, I think it was healing for me to have a day like that. I don't want to have one again anytime soon, but if I need one...I'll take it.

I'm sitting here writing my blog and listening to my boys talking. Rick is a little bit of a sock addict and he has more packages of unopened socks than anyone I know. He and Jake are sorting through this "extra" socks and discovered some of the most hideous colored socks ever. I can't believe we bought him teal colored dress socks, or bright royal blue ones. Rick said he wants me to buy him some shirts to match the socks...I said "put them in the Goodwill bag". Jake doesn't think anyone at the Goodwill would buy them. I don't remember smiling and laughing so much over socks. It feels good.

I'd better get going so I can work on my birthday surprise for Amy and Ang.

Love you more than all the new socks in Rick's drawers and in our closet (and in the Goodwill bag).

Dream Big,
Doreen

The end of a busy week

I'm looking forward to tomorrow (the end of a busy week and celebrating Pam's birthday). I've been working (at my real job) all week, getting a lot done, and looking forward to next week when we start Rick's 3rd round of Chemo. Isn't it amazing how time flies? It has been 2 months since Rick was diagnosed. Since then he's had surgery, recovered from that, had another small surgery to get his port in, recovered from that, and is getting ready for another round of chemo. I feel so thankful that the doctors got things moving as quickly as they did. We have angels helping us every step of the way.

I forgot how much I love my friends at work (and the job), but I also know I'm beat every night when I get home. I'm going to have to come up with a game plan to fit all my needs and the needs of my family and work (oh...and my needs. I always forget about those)

My dear friend Pammy will be 60 on Sunday. I don't mean to rub it in, but it sure is fun. I hope tomorrow turns out to be a blast. We're all celebrating but she doesn't know about it. (Don't worry about her finding out...she doesn't have a computer at home...so by the time she reads this...she'll be covered in birthday wishes.

Jake is on his way home from college for the weekend, Amy arrives home on Sunday from beautiful Puerto Rico (however in the past 24 hours she has developed a terrible sinus cold and some kind of stomach bug) , and Angie is only a phone call away. Oh, what a wonderful life I have.

Hey, it's Grey's Anatomy night tonight. I'd better get my work done so I can be ready to watch it by 9:00.

Love you more than all the laughter in our office tomorrow.

Dream Big,
Dor

Short Blog

I have to make this fast (as I'm on my way to work for the 2nd day in a row). I worked all day yesterday and I got a lot done. It was nice to be back there for a while, but I'm exhausted today. I'll come home and take a short nap before I head off for the Relay for Life Meeting tonight. The meetings are always short, so I can get to bed early if I need to.

Rick is feeling good, just extremely tired. Luckily, he is listening to his body and just taking it easy. We've been lucky so far with our treatments. If you looked at us from afar, you'd think we were just a couple of 48 and 50 year olds in the prime of their life. We actually are. Internally, we have a few problems...but we're working on those.

This working thing is cutting in to my blogging. I'll try to write more when I get home today.

Love you more than you'll ever know...

Dream Big,
Dor

Month #10

I knew from day #1 that this journey wasn't always going to be easy, but I also knew I could do it. (whatever IT was). So far, the road hasn't been too bumpy, the scenery has been beautiful, the people I've met along the way will be in my hearts forever, and TARCEVA is still doing it's job. The only problem I seem to have come across is the DETOUR down colon cancer road with Rick. That was not suppose to be part of our journey...but so far, that part of the adventure has gone pretty well... And if I had to change my plans for anyone, who better to do that with than the love of my life?

I'm a 10 month survivor. I now have to start counting with my toes. Before you know it, I'll be counting the years. I looked up the word survivor today and the definition was: to manage to stay alive or continue to exist, especially in difficult situations. I realized that I'm not someone special. We're all survivors. Everyone of us faces a difficult situation at least once a day/week/month. Not just those with cancer. So, I'm just going to keep living...not just surviving.

Live life without regret. Live life to the fullest. Dream Big.

Hugs, Doreen

No Name Title

I've mentioned this before but the worst part about writing a blog is coming up with a title. I didn't want to overwork my brain so consider this generic.

Today was another busy day for Rick and I. We slept in longer than usual (because we stayed up later than usual last night). Uncle Chuck and Aunt Fran stopped by for a quick visit this morning, we went to lunch with Bob and Dy, then it was off to a funeral this afternoon. The service was very nice, but we had not been to a memorial service since we had been diagnosed so our emotions were pretty raw. After the service we went to watch cousin Ally's basketball game in Marysville. Snohomish won so they're headed to state. Congratulations. After the game, Dave, Val, Bob, Dy, Rick and I went shopping then out to dinner. I am still stuffed..... we ate too late, and too much. Our friends are a very bad influence.

We talked to Angie today who is in Fairbanks, Alaska...her temperature is zero degrees.
We also talked to Amy today, in Puerto Rico...her temperature was in the high 80's - low 90's
Jake called from Pullman. He didn't mention his temperature, but he was excited because his 5th grade parks and rec basketball team won another game. (I think he has a pretty good little team this year...and they must have a pretty good coach)

My dad really wants to bring wood into the garage for us so I'll mention him in my blog. He was only kidding, but honestly, if I mentioned my dad everytime he did something for me/us, I'd talk about him everyday. As soon as we get the Relay for Life pledge board finished (that he built) I'll post it so you can see one of the many amazing things he does. What a lucky girl I am.

I need to get out in the livingroom and visit my friends before they leave tomorrow.

Hugs and Kisses,
Dor the Big Dreamer

Surprise from our friends

Today turned out to be very special. We had a surprise visit from our friends, Bob and Dy from Spokane. Tonight, Bob, Dy, Dave & Val came over for dinner and laughter. You can always count on the 6 of us laughing about something....usually it's inappropriate, and it's usually Bob who starts it.

Rick is feeling pretty good after his treatment this time. I do think it's been a little rougher than before. We should have been in bed earlier than now, but it's much more fun to enjoy our friends. I promise, we'll sleep in.

We've got a busy weekend planned . I'll write more tomorrow. Love you to Pluto and back!

Dream Big,
Doreen

Blog #225

Can you believe it? I've written to you 225 times and you're still interested in what I have to say...or I think you are? Hey, is there anybody out there? Never the less, here I am.

This photo is of me with my friends Pam and Shelley. They painted this oar (paddle) and had these shirts made especially for us. They say
ScHmItT CREEK PADDLERS with a no cancer sign on the upper left chest. You've gotta love their sense of humor. I've been up this creek a time or two so the paddle came in handy.

I don't need to tell you this (because you already know...and you're probably sick of it) but without our children I'm not sure where we'd be. They are with us at nearly every appointment. They take notes, take photos of the prescriptions we take (so they can keep us organized), haul wood in the garage for the fireplace, make us laugh, comfort us daily.... So whether they are here at our house, over in Pullman, or in Puerto Rico, we feel their presence everyday.

Part of my anxiety at the doctor's office on Tuesday was about having a new CT scan while Amy was gone on her military leave and Jake is still over in Pullman. I didn't want a scan while she was gone, because if they saw that there was a change I would have to tell her (and she would be alone and sad) or I would have to lie to her about the results (and I would be in big trouble when she found out). There was nothing worse for me than having Jake find out about my lung cancer while he was in Pullman, alone. I actually told Megan (his girlfriend) first and had her go to Jake's fraternity to be with him when he found out. My parents drove to be with him for the next couple of days. From now on, we want the kids close by when we get results. Good or Bad. Dr. Eaton assured me that waiting a few weeks would not hurt anything. And...the Dr. knows best.

Jake is looking forward to being home for good the end of March so he can be a bigger part of what's happening around here. I hope he knows what he's getting himself into. Amy is sad right now because she is on a military duty in Puerto Rico. I'm sure it's beautiful there...but she feels bad about not being home for us. I've tried to remind our kids that they should continue having a "life". We are surrounded by so many amazing people who will help us if we need it, that our children need to have a little fun. (Amy did admit last night that it is beautiful where she's at)

Angie is going to have a little fun this long weekend with her friends from Alaska. They are great people who love her and our family, so it will be good for her to spend a little time with them.

I'm not sure how I'll be able to fit work into this busy schedule of mine. Rick has his chemo pump removed this morning, then we'll exchange his dad's cell phone for a new one, go to Michael's Craft store (for some yarn), then get an oil change. You're thinking...wow! What an exciting life these people lead. The important part of that sentence is that "We have a life".

I got these lyrics from a friend the other day...thought I would share them with you...

When I look back on my ordinary, ORDINARY life, I see so much magic, though I missed it at the time.

I never want to miss a magical moment.

Love you more every nano-second,
Dor
Doreen

Happy Valentine's Day

Yesterday in Seattle I had a mini-meltdown. Rick had his second chemo treatment and it went well. The little problem I had was...since his infusion went a little longer than expected, I went to my appointment without him for the first time. Angie went along instead (as Amy is in Puerto Rico with the AirForce). It was nice having her there, however when the nurse asked me how I was doing...I lost it. I was sobbing and blubbering...and sniffling... The funny part about this is that I don't get emotional at my appointments. We talk about how I'm feeling (I say good), if there are any changes (oh, just a little cough), I get a little exam (everything looks fine), we talk about test results (all within the normal range), I ask some questions (blah, blah)...and then I make a return appointment (for one month later). This time, without Rick, I guess my body wanted the doctor to know how I really was. Oh, externally, I'm great! I'm "fine". Internally it appears, I'm a mess. I told my doctor I "hate" cancer. I'm sick of it effecting my life and my family's life. I hate not having control of my emotions. The weird part is...Dr. Eaton was happy for me. He thought it was about time I got mad. Broke down. Told it like it really is. He thinks I'm still doing great but it's time for a scan again next month. Since the cough has gotten worse and I have an ongoing pain in my left ribcage he says it can't hurt to get another look. Angie had to leave my appointment to get back upstairs with Rick because he had an appointment with his doctor by this time, so I had a chance to talk with my doctor all alone. He assured me that he thinks I'm doing well. He reminded me that things can start to change, but he can also help fight whatever comes my way. By the time I left his exam room, he asked me if I needed ice packs for my eyes. (you can only imagine how pretty I must have been by this time). I had to walk through the waiting room, lobby, get on the elevator and go to Rick's room while I was still sobbing. On the elevator, I apologized to the 4 people riding with me. I said nothing serious has just happened, I'm just an ugly crier. They reminded me it was ok, I was in a cancer hospital...this kind of this happens regularly. We left the hospital with a bag over my head (just kidding). Once we got done with Rick's appointment we headed for home. Besides my meltdown, everything really did go well.

Rick said if he was feeling well after his treatment he wanted to go to the Stanwood/Jackson district basketball game. I agreed to it. We did have to go buy some eye make-up for me before the game, so I didn't scare the players and spectators.

So far, Rick is feeling good again. He just wishes he could get more sleep. We're working on that. I slept until 9:30 this morning. Apparently, I was exhausted.

It is Valentine's evening and I'm trying to make a nice dinner for my honey, so I'd better go.

Love you more than all the roses sent to sweethearts today!

Dream Big,
Doreen

Chemo Eve

Chemo Eve? I thought if I made it sound like something exciting we would forget about the actual event. I guess not :( Tomorrow morning Angie, Rick and I will make the trek down south with our picnic lunch and my knitting for another day of fun and excitement at Seattle Cancer Care Alliance. I mean that honestly. The staff is wonderful...

The truth is, this first round went well. Now for round 2. I know when you're in a boxing ring each round gets a little tougher... but, one of the fighters has to stay tougher than the other. Rick is my Muhammad Ali... enough said!

I'd better go now so I can start packing our lunches. A mother's/wife's job is never done. I love that!

Love you more every second...
Dream Big,
Dor

New Campaign Coming Out Tomorrow

I woke up this morning with the desire to clean. Honestly, it was a desire. Thank goodness it was short lived and I only worked around the house for a couple of hours. Imagine if I had that feeling all day. I wouldn't have been able to visit all my guests...or knit.

This afternoon, my cousin Sue (who happens to be 13 days older than me - not that it's any big deal...I just thought you should know) came down to visit from Sedro Woolley. We were very close as young kids, but over the years we'd grown apart as families sometimes do. Today was the first time we'd seen each other since my diagnosis. When she got to my door it was as though time stood still. We hugged for what seemed like forever. I miss her funny laugh, I miss her smile, I miss knowing about her life. I think after today we've both decided that we need each other more than we knew it. I'm happy about that :)

My brother-in-law, sister-in-law and niece stopped by this afternoon too. We attempted to watch a new movie that they brought over, but Darlena only likes to watch the Lion King. Maybe we'll try it again next time. Angie came over after her exciting morning as an official for Special Olympics Basketball. She told us some great stories. It was clear she had a memorable time. I think that will be on Angie's list of "must do" things for the future. It's funny how the more we give, the more we get back...

Tomorrow A Breath Away From The Cure Foundation is starting a new lung cancer awareness campaign. I'm attaching the website so you can look at all the signs that will be hanging on busses in San Francisco and New York City. I'm really proud to be a part of this incredible organization. There are 13 different ads. Check them all out!

http://webmail.wavecable.com/Session/649332-TfNBtZ90x0EsTYTUWpzD/MessagePart/INBOX/2789-02-02-B/ABAFTCFEBCAMPAIGN.pdf

Ok, time for me to get my jammies on. We need a good night's sleep since we start a new chemo week tomorrow. I have my monthly check-up on Tuesday while Rick is having his chemo. Doesn't this just sound like a soap opera, or a really bad sitcom?

Love you more every minute.

Dream Big,
Dor

Beautiful Day

We were blessed with a beautiful day today. Rick and I took advantage of it and went for a walk this afternoon. You've gotta love the sunshine... It's drier than rain.

I'm changing the name of the blog to something other than Rick and Doreen Cancer Updates. The title gives cancer so much power. Like what has it done to US lately? I would rather let you know what we've done to CANCER instead. I've decided to call it Life is Good: Hosted by Rick & Doreen.

I got up this morning and worked on some little Valentine's presents for my kids. I'll share them with you after the 14th. If I tell you now, I'll ruin the surprise. Speaking of surprises....did you know that my dear friend Pam is celebrating her 60th birthday and Amy & Angie are celebrating their 30th birthday this month? Isn't it funny how age is only important if you're trying to collect on your social security or if you want to buy a beer? Otherwise, it's only a number. I think they all look fabulous for their age (but then I'm a little biased)

Hugs and kisses,
Doreen the Dreamer

Cough update...

Whenever I'm having a bad (or sad) day and I write about it on the blog, I always think...Don't be so whiney, Doreen. Keep your chin up. Think positive.... Think of the starving kids in China (didn't your parents always say that when you didn't want to eat your dinner?)I want you all to know that I do think positive. I do have high hopes. We are going to beat this. But every once in a while, I have a little pity party with no cake or decorations...just a bunch of whining and pointing fingers and it's not very fun. So, I've decided that the next party I have will be with hats and martinis and music. You're all invited.

I bought a puzzle before Christmas just in case anyone was in the mood to put one together (we haven't done one in 10 years or so) and I took it out yesterday. I forgot how much I love to do them. Now my biggest dilemma is not about lung cancer and Rick's chemo, but whether I'll knit or work on the puzzle. It sounds like I'll need therapy sooner than I thought!

Oh, I forgot to mention my cough (I know...blah, blah....). I went to the doctor yesterday at my familys demand and they prescribed an antibiotic. Other than a little bug (and cancer) in my lungs, I'm perfectly fine, I promise. Rick gets his next round of chemo again on Tuesday and now we know what to expect, so hopefully we will be a little less anxious. Thanks for all your love and support!

I've gotta get going now, I have to do some actual work for my job. Yes, I still have one. Stop laughing. They still say they want me to come back to work when I'm ready... or when I run out of yarn, whichever comes first.

Love you more every hour...
Dor

Rambling On... Version #175

Yesterday was a weird one for me. I cried many times for no reason. Ok, yes...there are some reasons, but I thought I had it all together. Is this what they call denial? If so, I think I have it.
The worst part about being so emotional is the lack of control. You cry or (blubber) at the strangest moments. I've lived for the day I would see my final child graduate from college. Yesterday we got information about his cap/gown and announcements in the mail. You guessed it. I bawled like a baby.

I know I've mentioned how proud we are of our children but let me tell you a little story. By no means do I think they are better than others, but I do think they are wiser than most. Rick and I started out our life as young parents. We didn't go to college (I went to beauty school and got my hairdresser's license...) and Rick has been with the same company for over 27 years. However, we've always been hard workers. We provided well, took fun vacations, and built a home filled with love. From the time our children could remember, we always referred to their future with words like "when you go to college, or after you graduate from college", as though there was no other option. In our eyes, there was no other option. We wanted them to have the best opportunities possible and we knew how they could get it. So, here we are. Amy, graduated from Eastern Washington Unviersity with a degree in Criminal Justice, and a masters in Public Administration. Angie, graduated from the University of Alaska, Fairbanks with a degree in Exercise Science, and a masters in Teaching. Now Jake will be graduating from Washington State University with his degree in teaching. How satisfied we are that our children followed their dreams...and the ones we had for them. It didn't matter what they wanted to be, we just wanted them to have a passion for something. I think they've all found it!

I've promised the family I will call about my cough today. It really isn't that bad, but it must be annoying them. I may just go down to my family doc and have him listen to my lungs. I'll keep you up to date if I know anything.

I'm hoping to join my friends for Taco Tuesday today. It was my favorite day with them when I was working. I think part of my emotions might be stemming from missing my old daily routines, but I'm so thankful that I'm able to stay home and take care of myself and my family. I love having the freedom to do the things that bring me joy. :)

We had a terrible night of sleeping...but what's new? We do, however, take naps during the day to make up for it. Rick is still handling the chemo well. Now, let's hope the chemo is taking care of the cancer.

Sorry about all the rambling, but you're probably used to it. Thanks for listening.

Love you more every hour...
Dream Big,
Doreen

Superbowl Sunday

Way to go Colts!

Today was a pretty low key Superbowl Sunday for the Schmitt's. Amy was away in Spokane with the Air Force & Jake was over in Pullman. So, I...along with Rick, Angie and my brother- in- law and sister-in-law (Tom and Vickie) spent a quiet day in front of the big screen rooting for the Colts. Apparently, I was a little tired or something, because I fell asleep and missed most of the 3rd and 4th quarters. Turkey dinner was the treat of the day. We had a few snack items too, but the main meal was turkey and all the trimmings. Yum.

I can't believe it was a year ago when we were sitting in front of the 36" television cheering on the Seahawks. When a milestone like this one comes along and reminds me how much our lives have changed over the past year, I'm almost in shock.

Rick is still feeling pretty good. No major side effects of this first round of chemo. I'm still coughing, but if you listen closely it sounds like the lyrics to a song "Rock around the Cough".
Just kidding. I'll try to keep taking care of myself too (however I'm a terrible patient).

Love you more than all the money lost in Vegas today on "the Bears"

Dreams do come true,
Doreen

Things have been going so well I forgot to write a blog....

The past 3 days have been great. Rick had his "chemo pump" removed on Thursday with no problems. On our way back from the hospital he was hungry for an M & M Blizzard...so I pulled into a Dairy Queen to make him happy. He's so easy to please these days. :) I think he has a pretty nice "personal nurse" as well, and I remind him of that daily...

Honestly, we've had a pretty good 1st week of chemo. Other than being a little more fatigued than usual, we've kept on top of any nausea that seemed to come his way. We know things can still change before his next treatment, but we're taking each day as it comes.

My cough is worsening (I think more from stress than anything else - I'm sure it's nothing contagious, otherwise I'll need to wear a gas mask around the house). It's not constant, but I can feel the change. Once we get into a routine (whatever that means) I think my stress level will taper off and hopefully the cough will lighten up.

My dear friend Cathy came and took me out of the house for a couple of hours yesterday morning. We went shopping for our friend Donna's 40th Birthday present. I think we had more fun shopping for it than Donna will have using it. I love my Cathy days...

Yesterday afternoon we had a nice visit from Rick's cousin Shellee and her son Landen. Early in the evening his cousin Kelly and his wife Shelley came over and we had pizza and salad then watched their daughter Ally's basketball game against Stanwood. After the game, Rick's Aunt Jessie, Uncle Mel and cousin Tom stopped by for a few minutes (I had something to give Jessie, I made her a scarf, surprise, surprise). We must have been tired from our visitors yesterday, because we slept in until almost 9:00am this morning. Oops! Hope we didn't miss anything exciting.

It's February now...the month of love. Don't forget to "love the ones your with"! Hey, that could be a song.

I've chosen to root for the Colts tomorrow in the Superbowl... because I would look foolish still yelling for the Seahawks.

Dreaming Big,
Doreen

The first 24 hours....Going Good!

Today was very uneventful other than Rick really did take it easy until around 3:00pm when he thought he should go to work for a couple of hours. I said ok (since he would have gone anyway) and he was back home as promised before dinner. So far, only mild nausea and fatigue. He has about 18 more hours of his chemo drip then we'll have it removed. Day 1 - down. And we survived! What makes me sad about this whole thing is not that we have cancer, but that it has disrupted our lives and so many of our friends and family's lives. We'll continue to fight this battle with all we have to show you that your efforts, love and prayers did not go un-noticed.

I just got an e-mail from the Lung Cancer Alliance to share the news that they have a new awareness campaign that's hitting the air on Friday. If you want to learn more about it, go to www.lungcancerawareness.com Joe Buck, Troy Aikman and Cal Ripkin, Jr. are the new spokesmen. I think that's pretty powerful.

Both of the girls came by today. Amy stopped by on her way to a meeting and Angie brought dinner over tonight. I look at our children carefully now and hope that they are taking care of themselves. Each of them looks exhausted (but cute) and I worry they are spending too much time taking care of everything but themselves. Hopefully, we will get back on a routine that is good for all of us.

Relay for Life is flourishing thanks to many hard working people. You know who you are and I'm very proud of you. Keep up the good work. Who knows, we may meet all our goals by May!

I'm going to head off for some much needed rest.

Dreaming Healthy Dreams,
Doreen

Time to pull over....

When you are driving and that pesky little "check engine light" comes on... you should stop what you are doing and get some help.

When you are driving and you notice the Jiffy Lube sticker in the upper left hand corner of your window says you should have gotten your oil changed 1,500 miles ago.... you should stop what you are doing and get some help.

When you are driving and your gas light comes on.... you should stop what you are doing and get some help because you are running on E. The Schmitt family, my friends, is running on E.

Mom and Dad pulled into Seattle at 9am this morning and started their long trip home thru rush hour traffic at 5:30pm. Most of the time when you put in those type of hours you get to walk away with a paycheck and not a fanny-pack filled with Chemo drugs. I'm not going to lie, today was tough. Today has been one of the toughest days I've had in a long time. I haven't cried a lot (although the day isn't over yet) but mentally and emotionally I am beat.

I hit traffic this morning on the way down to Seattle and since Angie had a mandatory class today and couldn't come down, I was without the luxury of the carpool lane. When I finally got to the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance it was 10:00. Dad was in his room and the nurse was about to get started with the injections. Mom and I were able to sit in the private suite with Dad the entire time. We took turns lying next to him, holding his hand, rubbing his feet, etc. Numerous nurses, nutritionists, social workers, and chaplains visited throughout the day to make sure we were ok. I have no doubt that my parents are being treated at the right hospital. I can't express my appreciation for their professional skills... which are performed with such a caring & human touch.

At 3:45 Dad finally finished his long day of treatment. He did not experience any serious discomfort. He was never nauseous or uncomfortable. He experienced sweating, some significant foot/leg cramping, and an elevated heartbeat at one point. That's it. At the conclusion of the treatment a nurse hooked up his take home fanny pack. The fanny pack holds additional chemo drugs which are being injected directly into the port in his chest until Thursday afternoon.

After his treatment ended we went upstairs to see his doctor and get the results of his tests from last week. This is where I have to admit, I struggled to make it through the test results. The doctor began by saying the lesions on his liver have grown. I'm not sure what I expected to hear, but it wasn't that. I am well aware that my dad just spent the past 5 weeks recovering from his colon surgery and did not receive any treatment during that time. It's not like I expected to hear that his liver is looking "better"... since he wasn't being treated yet... but I think we have been spoiled when it comes to mom's excellent progress reports. We have never heard her oncologist say anything negative. Every appointment her scans look better than the one before. That was not what we heard today with dad.

The test results contained a lot of big words and a lot numbers... none of which will help you understand my dad's condition... except one. His CEA count. CEA is a tumor marker, equivalent to a PSA reading for someone with prostate cancer or the CA 125 test for a woman with breast or ovarian cancer. It is a baseline reading to read the cancer cells. For the average person, a normal score for a CEA test would be somewhere between 0.0 - 2.0. My dad's CEA is currently 44.3, up from 26 at his appointment last month. Clearly, it was hard for all of us to hear the doctor say that. Nobody wanted, or expected, to hear that his cancer was growing so quickly. The doctor assured us that nothing was abnormal about the findings however. He said it is expected for the cancer to grow until the patient receives medical treatment. He told dad to think positive, eat well, get some exercise, and to enjoy life with the family that obviously loves him. It's hard to argue with those directions. We've decided to give them a try.

Today was long and emotional but the unknown of chemo is now behind us. We are home and resting. It's time to pay attention to the flashing red light that's telling us to refuel. We can all use some sleep....

Signing off.....Amy

Tonight will be a sleepless night

I'm so unsure of what lies ahead of us tomorrow that I can't imagine closing my eyes tonight. I know Rick is finally beginning treatment and that is a good thing. We can't begin to heal until that process begins. We'll get through this one step at a time...I just hope they let us sit down and take a break every once in a while. I'm not up for a marathon.

My restlessness doesn't just stem from the unknown, it also stems from knowing. Although everyones reaction to the chemo drugs is different, we do know life as we know it will change. When I was first diagnosed, I used to say only good will come out of this, and there is a reason for everything, but as I look on our journey starting tomorrow, I can't begin to think of anything in this pitcure that looks like a good idea.

I cleaned the house, washed the bedding & baked oatmeal/raisin cookies today(I wasn't paying attention to the directions and used a tablespoon of baking soda - instead of a teaspoon - so I had to triple the batch) Did I mention that I'm still baking cookies?

I'll write more tomorrow and let you know how everything went.

Love you more than all the oatmeal cookies I've baked tonight.

Dream Big,
Dor




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Welcome to our lazy world

Not much to report other than we had a lazy weekend. Jake was home, we went to a basketball game as a family, then out to dinner. We snuggled a little, enjoyed each others company and caught up on some much needed sleep. (Except for Rick...he prefers to stay awake during the night then snooze in his chair during the day)

My side is still hurting (not bad but I know it's not normal) and Rick is feeling pretty good. Now he's laying low and resting up for the big week.

My pork roast is about done, so I'd better get off the computer and finish the rest of the dinner.

I'll write more later if something comes up (don't count on it)

Dream Big,
Boring Doreen

New and Improved Blog Page

I thought you might be getting tired of the same old "BLOG", so I decided to brighten it up a bit. Give it a "facelift". So here it is. Hope you like it. I think it's easier to read. Now, if I could just write something interesting to read about. Let me think....

I didn't feel my best yesterday. Nothing bad, just a tightness in my chest (that has now moved to my lower ribcage on one side, and my middle rib cage on the other). I don't feel bad, just a little uncomfortable. I'll take a few tylenol and call you in the morning. I think this all started when I coughed a little too hard. That happens sometimes to healthy people so I'm sure I'll be fine. I just need to stay as germ free as I can, because I don't want to get Rick sick during his treatments. If I'm not feeling my best, I'm sure I can wear one of those face masks like dentists wear... I always wanted to be a medical professional :)

Rick has been feeling pretty good these past couple of days. It sure makes me happy to see him eating better, getting out more and smiling. Tonight we're going to go watch a Western girls basketball game in Bellingham as a family. Many of you are thinking...why not a movie? Or the opera? Let me assure you, we'll all be at our peak on the inside of a gymnasium.

Jake is home and we're thrilled. I got up this morning and he was folding clothes and cleaning up the kitchen. I feel a little guilty that I woke up an hour after him, but he didn't seem to mind it a bit. It gave him more time to re-organize for me. (I'm really not kidding. This happens everytime he comes home)

Angie stopped by this morning after working out to visit. While she was here, she also cut Jake's hair. Usually, that's my job, but she did pretty good on her own. She stayed and had lunch then went home to see my grand-dog Claira and my grand-cat Fuzz.

It's Saturday afternoon and I still have a bathrobe on. I did however make a nice lunch for everyone, so I don't think anyone has noticed. I'd better hop in the shower now and start getting ready. If I want to be pretty before I leave, I should have started yesterday.

Love you more than I did yesterday but not as much as I will tomorrow.

Dream Big,
Dor

Here I am

I'm so sorry I haven't written in the past few days. I had a lot to say but I couldn't get my blog to work. Everything is updated now so we shouldn't have anymore problems.

First, let me take us back to Wednesday....I worked (at my job that I haven't been at for weeks) and I thought I would "love it". I loved seeing all my friends and workmates, I loved the kids, and my bosses, and the environment, I loved having lunch with Pam and Neener, but I didn't "love being at work". I've come to a conclusion that work will be fine without me for a while, but more importantly, I realized that I'll be fine without work for a little while too. Apparently, once the kids left home, I started to identify who I was by my work. Truthfully, that's not who I am at all. I'm a wife, a mother, a daughter, a friend, a goofball...and right now, I want to concentrate on all of those very important roles. Troy, Tom and Sheryl are doing a great job at the office. They'll be fine without me (though I'm sure they will miss me...right guys?)

Rick had a rough day recovering from his port-a-cath procedure on Tuesday but by Wednesday night he was feeling much better. (I'm sure the reason he was feeling so cruddy was because of the long day we had on Tuesday.) He found that laying around all day isn't one of his favorite things to do, but he also realized that if he takes it easy, he'll recover quicker. Another one of life's lessons.

Now, on to Thursday...I worked again but only for a half day. I had lunch with my good friend Cathy who just returned from Haiti where she worked with a team of dentists. She shared some amazing stories and I'm very glad she made it home safely.

The Relay for Life Kick Off was a huge success. We've hit our goal of over 50 teams already and we're months away from the actual event. I'm going to attach some photos from last night's gala...(they were taken by our own Larry Libby) I hope you enjoy them. I am so thankful for Amy Terich and the committee who really pulled this thing together. I want to specially thank Peggy for the flowers, cakes and decorations and Karen for the great give-aways and securing the perfect location. My friends Pam, Janeen, Kelly (and her kids), Bill Gum and others, were there early to help set up, then remained available all night to help wherever they saw a need. We had a great turnout of high school students who want to get involved. It was fun to see them all there. However, Rick and I were most proud of our daughters for their love for us and their dedication to this cause. I know I'm the mom, but I really believe last night was such a hit because of their determination to make a change.

Jake is home from college for the weekend so we're going to spend some quality time with him. I'm going to go get dressed so he and I can some errands then have a nice afternoon together. I can't wait til the end of March when he'll be home for good and we'll have our whole family close.

I know I say this all the time, but LIFE IS GOOD.

Dream Big,
Doreen

We're Exhausted~

This photo is to show you just how tired we are. Ugh!

What a day it's been. Rick and I left the house before 7:00am. We arrived in Seattle around 8:20 (the traffic was terrible) and the girls met us shortly after. Although the day was very overwhelming, we learned a great deal about what we should expect from Rick's treatments. He will most likely feel sick/nausea (but they have great meds for this), his white count will probably drop, he might lose his hair (but not everyone does with this chemo cocktail), mouth sores are almost a guarantee and he'll have a diminished appetite. Nothing here seems impossible to overcome. Remember, you've gotta DREAM BIG.

The Port-A-Cath that was installed in Rick's chest today is a pretty neat apparatus. It is implanted completely under the skin and it has a tube that has been fed down a major artery and into his heart area. (I know that didn't sound very professional but I couldn't remember everything...trust me, it's going to work great) We have an ointment to rub on the area before his treatment each time to numb the skin and he'll never even know he's having poision pumped into him. Ok, that might have been stretching it a bit, but it will help with pain during his treatments.

He had a PET scan today to check out his whole body (hey, hey, get your minds out of the gutter ladies), and a CT scan so they have some baselines to compare his IMPROVEMENTS to. I'm a firm believer that 2 months from now we will have great news to share with our family and friends.

We were going to take Amy and Angie out for dinner tonight after all the tests were complete, but they decided to come back to our house early (after they told us he would be in the PET scan for at least 3 hours) to start a fire and load the garage with more firewood. I'm telling you...they are keepers...and NO they are not for sale or rent! Since we didn't take the girls out for dinner and Rick hadn't eaten since dinner last night (which by the way was a wonderful pot of soup prepared by our friend and neighbor, Erika) he chose none other than DICK's for dinner. It made him happy and that's all I cared about.

Until tomorrow, keep dreaming big!
Doreen

Relay For Life

I noticed that someone just posted a comment asking for information about the Relay For Life here in Stanwood. For those of you who live out of town, or who are not currently on a team, I will attach the link to the Stanwood Relay page. Save the link as one of your favorites so you can log on each day and watch the community get closer and closer to reaching our goals!

Last year the community had 35 survivors walk the survivor lap.
30 teams sign up to participate.
And, we raised $81,000.

Our goals for this year are:
75 survivors.
50 Teams.
$100,000.

As you follow the link you will see that as a community we have already raised $10,000 and we have already surpassed the 30 teams that we had last year! We are off to a great start and we are still 5 months away from the walk. As you look at the new Relay website, you can sign up a team or make a donation to a participant if you wish to. If nothing else, look at which businesses have made large donations to sponsor the event... and thank them for their involvement when you enter their business.

If you are a cancer survivor, we encourage you to come walk the survivor lap with us on the night of the event (JUNE 1ST, 2007). The webpage is not set up for survivors to sign up online, but please email Angie at schmitt_12@hotmail.com if you want to come and participate. She is in charge of survivors and she has been working hard to make sure it will be a memorable experience for you.

Survivors: Make sure Angie gets you on her list so she can order you a free Survivor T-shirt!

http://www.kintera.org/faf/home/default.asp?ievent=206091

Thanks-
Amy

By the way, the webpage can be a little confusing your first time. To see who in the community is participating.... scroll down and look at the section called Team Rank on the right hand side at the bottom. Just below the top 5 ranking you will see the more button. If you click on that it will bring up ALL of the teams (and individuals) in the event so far. Let me know if you need help with anything.

Busy day today

I was going to get up really early and write this blog (since I haven't written one in days) but I just woke up. Sorry. :(

I have scans and x-rays and reports to pick up so we can take them to Rick's appointment tomorrow. Amy and Angie will be with us tomorrow in Seattle for the all day excursion. One of the girls always takes notes as the rest of us try to listen carefully. This cancer stuff is a lot of work. I should have my PhD when we're finished with treatment.

Jake is coming home this weekend and we're all looking forward to seeing him. It's just not the same without him here. Keep praying for good weather over the pass or his plans could change.

Amy, Angie and I put signs up all around Stanwood this weekend for the Relay for Life kickoff. We went out for dinner in LaConner on Saturday night with friends and had a great time. I starting knitting a dish cloth with a heart design in the middle (I didn't say I would finish it...I just said I started it..), and we had a football Sunday. That pretty much sums up the weekend.

I'll try to write more tonight after my whirlwind day is over.

Love you more,
Dor

Holy Buckets - It's been 9 months already

Nine months have passed since the dreaded diagnosis day. So much has happened since then. Much of it was good, some not so good...and one thing that was downright horrible. Keep watching for good things to happen. We are going to keep fighting this fight until we have nothing left to give, oh...and we're going to win, because Schmitt's don't like losing.

I went to Angie's school today and watched her teach a classroom full of kindergarten kids. It was delightful. They love her. I believe Angie is the kind of teacher that impacts her classes and the children will never forget her. When I got home from Angie's school, Amy was here to greet me. We snuggled in the warm livingroom then watched a hilarous episode of Ellen. I TIVO'd it so I'll share it with anyone who needs a good laugh! I have the best daughters in the world. Have I mentioned that lately? Oh, and my son's a keeper too, so don't try to take any of them from me - I will share, but you have to give them back!

This afternoon a couple of dear friends delivered a wonderful surprise to our house. Shelly & Pam brought us t-shirts, that read "ScHmItT CREEK PADDLERS" and an oar "paddle" that says, ScHmItT CREEK. They fit the situation we're facing perfectly. We will wear our shirts with pride. I'm sure if you want one they can be purchased at Eagles Nest.

Recently, our family emotions have been so raw. Even though we're close, we are all dealing with the reality of Cancer in different ways. Most of the time the girls get themselves so involved in projects or meetings that it doesn't allow them time to grieve. Rick goes to work to keep his mind off the unknown. Jake is away at college so although he worries about us all the time, we are able to comfort him through a phone conversation. As for me, I'm numb. That's the only way I can explain it. I couldn't tell you what I did yesterday or what I'm suppose to do tomorrow. I had to get a little day planner (that I'm going to carry everywhere with me)...because I can't remember anything. I'm sure it's normal to feel this way when you're facing what we have going on, but I don't like it. If I was suppose to call you, or meet you, or do something for you and didn't...I'm sorry. I hope to be better organized in the upcoming weeks. (But don't hold your breath, there are no guarantees)

I'm getting a little tired so I think I'll call it a night. Thank you for listening :)

Love you more than all the smiles at Disneyland....

Doreen the Dreamer

Think big thoughts, relish small pleasures...

I went to work for a couple of hours yesterday. It was great to see everyone. I think we've worked out a game plan (spoken like a true athletic secretary). I brought home work to keep me busy, but my presence in the office isn't really needed. They're doing a great job without me. The "old Doreen" would have hated being replaced so easily, the "new and improved Doreen" is ever so greatful that she can concentrate on the things in her life that matter most. Like I've said many times before...I am blessed.

I attended the monthly Stanwood-Camano Relay for Life Meeting last night and WOW...what a surprise. Ususally there are about 8 -12 people attending. Last night, the room was packed. It was filled with High School kids who represented youth teams (way to go Morgan for getting so many youth teams together~you're amazing) .... Guest speakers.... and the regulars... It was a great meeting. Angie has already raised nearly $1,700 of the $7,000 raised in our community. Hard work always pays off. Co-Chair Amy has done an amazing job getting the Stanwood Camano Relay information on the web. It's incredible how many people have donated already because they could do it right on line. (Number 167,895 why my children make me proud) Next Thursday night is the Relay for Life Kick-Off (from 5:00 - 8:00pm at the Stanwood Cinemas Pavillion) Everyone is encouraged to attend (and don't forget to bring a friend). It is a fun filled information night to bring awareness to our community about the upcoming event. Amigo's has donated coupons for $5 off any 2 entrees and then intends to donate the $5 back to the Relay....So if you're planning on having dinner that night, stop by and pick up a coupon. You'll have a nice dinner and you'll be supporting a great cause.

I know many people say "if there is anything I can do to help, please ask"...well I'm asking now.

Promise me that you'll listen to your bodies when something doesn't feel right.
Get a colonoscopy when you are 50 (or before)
Have a mammogram regularly
Love unconditionally
Eat Healthy
Stay informed...about everything
Keep your mind active
Quit smoking (or never start)
Find a passion for something
Join us for Relay for Life... whether you're on a team, in the stands cheering us on or sending a donation; every little bit counts.

In my new favorite book, the one I was telling you about the other day, there is a line in it that says something like; Mom ~ there is no other word in our vocabulary quite like it. It's a hum with a pause in the middle .... Mmmmm ahhh Mmmmmm That makes me smile :) Just try it! Mmmm ahhh Mmmm... It can't help but make you feel good about your momma. I know I do.

Rick just left for work and I have plenty to do around the house today; starting with a shower and getting out of this bathrobe.

Love you more everyday,
Doreen the Dreamer

I'm "Feeling" it tonight

Somedays I sit down at the computer and ....NOTHING. I can't think of a positive, negative, boring, exciting thing to say. Then other times, like tonight...I'm afraid I won't be able to shut my pie hole. But, here goes.

We're back from our journey to Palm Springs. We had so many suggestions for things to do, many of which we failed to complete. Instead, we just relaxed. We enjoyed our company. We went to the movies. Our lives were enriched just by the people we were around. It was nice to get away for a few days even if we didn't get a tan. Tans are over rated anyway. They can cause skin cancer and that's the last thing we need.

While we were gone, I read "For One More Day" by Mitch Albom. It's a very short story about the love we have for our mothers. It's a must read. I know how much I am loved by my children, not just by their words, but by their actions. Each day I can truly say that at least one of our children shows us their love and appreciation by something they've said or done. From filling the garage with firewood, to unloading the dishwasher (because, when they stopped by no one was home so they thought they could just help out a little), to a phone call every morning followed by an "I love you more". I realized as I read this book, that with all the things going on in our lives right now, I have forgotten my own mom. Not "forgotten" her. But forgotten to let her know how much I appreciate all she has done and still continues to do for me. Without her unconditional and undying love, I wouldn't be where I am today. Not everyone is as lucky as I have been to have parents who love you even when you're bad. (This was only a time or two I'm sure, but no matter what...they never left my side) Thank you Dad and Mom. I know I'm your favorite (I promise not to tell).

I am approaching the 9 month mark for Tarceva. I find it hard sometimes to even think about my illness when the road we have in front of us for Rick's treatment seems unbearable. I know we are not alone, but it's still hard to grasp. This next month will be a test of our patience, faith, energy and love. Please bear with us.

I had a fun time with Angie today. (We were hoping Amy could join us, but I'll spend a special day alone with her soon - then Jake will be home the end of March and we'll get a chance to do the same) We had lunch with Rick, ran some errands, visited my mom and dad, stopped and saw some old friends, then had our nails done (my hands, her feet). I don't get a chance to spend one on one quality time with the kids, so days like today are very special.

Tonight we went to dinner with our friends, Dave and Val. I can never get too much of them. They make us laugh (and sometimes cry) but most importantly, we can alway count on them. Isn't it wonderful to surround yourself with people like this?

Health Update: Rick is feeling better every day. I feel great just nervous for the unknown. Next Tuesday will be a big day for Rick. He has a PET scan (all over his body to make sure the cancer hasn't spread any place else), then he gets a portacath in his chest so it's easier to administer his chemo and other drugs, followed bymeetings and appointments that range from 7:45 am and the last one begins at 3:45pm. It will be a long day...One of many I'm sure. His first treatment is scheduled for the 30th another long day, but worth it for the end results.

Ok, that's it for tonight. I've rambled enough.

I love you more everyday.....
Doreen

P.S. I'm going to work tomorrow for a while. I can't wait to see everyone. (oh, and get some work done)

Another Day in Paradise

We are sitting here in Palm Springs enjoying the beautiful sunshine. Although the sun is out, it's still a "chilly" 57 degrees. We picked oranges and grapefruit yesterday (and plan on stealing a few lemons from the neighbor when it gets dark tonight). Actually, Kim will be doing the stealing...I will be driving the get away car.

Ok, here are the official "Oscars" we won a few years back. Rick got his for best Supporting Actor and mine was for best Supporting Actress. I was going to say Lead Actress in a Comedy Series....but I remembered this is an Oscar not an Emmy. I know the photo looks distorted, so I'll try to fix that when I get a chance. I am on vacation you know. I'm suppose to be resting and relaxing, not working on the computer. By the way, these are genuine Oscars. They weigh about 7 lbs. each. I was holding Mary Pickford's 1928 Best Actress Oscar and Rick was holding Buddy Rogers 1985 Humanitarian Oscar.

We went to a street fair this morning then took a trip to downtown Palm Springs. After the journey into the city, we bar-b-qued steaks and had a wonderful dinner at the "tennis condo".

I've been wearing some very snazzy sunglasses this afternoon. I must say I look very Beverly Hills/Palm Springs/Rodeo Driveish in them wouldn't you say? I'd better go now. It's time for me have my driver take me for a spin in the Bentley.

Ta, Ta for now...
Dream Big (sunglasses)
Doreen

Sorry we didn't write sooner

We made it to Palm Springs....actually we are in Rancho Mirage (just on the outskirts of Palm Springs). We've been laying low which is actually kind of nice for a change. This afternoon we went out for a nice lunch and then to see the movie "We are Marshall". What a nice day we had.

We have a few things on our "To do" list over the next couple of days, but the most important thing is just to relax and enjoy the company of our friends.

I wish I had more to write, but I'm just not "Feeling It" tonight. Hopefully, I'll have more to say tomorrow.

Love you more than all the orange trees down Morningside Lane.

Dream Big,
Doreen

Arctic Blast 2007

Ok, so we got a little snow....but according to our local news... it's Arctic Blast 2007...especially at Church Creek Estates (where my dear friend Pam put her car in the ditch where she claims the snow was 5 feet deep- while taking a short cut to my house) Rick came to her rescue (although she bet him $50 he couldn't get the car out of the ditch...she lost) She's spending the night at our house again tonight so she doesn't miss anymore weather related work (and she wants to get employee of the year...)

Now about CANCER. It sucks! My appointment went as planned. Blah, Blah, you have lung cancer, looking good, blah, blah, take Tarceva, see you in a month...blah, blah.

It's great to know that my meds are working, but now I need something to take care of my broken heart. Today on our way home from Seattle, I drove while Rick napped. As I looked over at my strong, handsome husband, I couldn't help but wonder what this cancer treatment will do to his body and soul. Rick takes so much pride in working hard and taking care of his family. I know the worst part of his chemo treatments won't be hair loss or nausea, but rather the way it will make him feel when he attempts to do his daily tasks. I know he will want to complete ordinary chores with the same kind of vigor he always has, but the poisions in his body will tell him otherwise. Luckily, he has me around to keep reminding him what a babe he is and how I will like that he gets to lay around with me a little more often. I'm taking complete advantage of him slowing down (but don't tell him I said that).

We are looking foward to a few days in Palm Springs with our friends Kim and Brian. I think a little sun might "brighten our outlook". Let's hope the snow clears up enough so we can get to Seattle to catch the plane. Which reminds me of another theme song... from Fantasy Island...when Tatoo said "Look Boss, De plane, De Plane"... Oh, how I loved that show!

Love you more than all the cars in the ditches due to "ARCTIC BLAST 2007".

Dreaming Big Snowflakes,
Dor

Rick's first big appointment

Today was my dad's first appointment at the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance where we met his Oncologist, Dr. Whiting. We were all very impressed with him. My dad will be starting Chemo soon. The plan is for him to get blood work done on Monday the 29th, and then start treatment the following day. He has chosen to do his treatments in Seattle instead of trying to find a closer location. We just like the doctors in Seattle too much to walk away at this point. The first day of his treatment will be a 3-4 hour chemo drip, followed by two days of treatment from home. He will repeat that process every two weeks as long as he is getting good results.

Prior to starting his treatments my dad will get a port in his chest. He will also have a PET scan and additional tests. The doctors approached the family about getting some genetic testing completed as well. They intend to biopsy the tumor that was removed from my dad and then do blood work on Angie, Jake & I. At that point they can look for genetic similarities and determine if any of us are at a higher risk for developing colon cancer. Our family has chosen to go forward with the test. None of us want to hear that we have the same genetic make up as dad's tumor, but statistically... we know we are all walking time bombs anyway so we might as well get tested and stay proactive.

We know that we have a long road ahead of us but the things that come easy in life usually aren't worth having. We are up for the fight and we look forward to getting started. In the mean time we are preparing for the results of mom's appointment, which is at 7:45 am tomorrow. Assuming everything goes well, they will be leaving for Palm Springs on Thursday evening. Although they both have a lot on their mind, I think a few days away from home will be good for them. Mom and Dad are staying in Seattle tonight so I'm not sure if she has internet access. She wants me to assure you that she will update everyone as soon as she can get online.

Thanks for the kind words. It's nice to know that we have so many people rooting for my parents.

One day at a time-
Amy

Our little secret

Please do not tell anyone...but, I'm still in my bathrobe and it's almost 3:00pm. I'm not sure what happened to another day. I'll write more later (after I take a shower and get dressed - maybe I should just put my pj's back on) Oh, I did brush my teeth, so I guess it hasn't been a wasted day. :)

Love you more.

Dor

Busy Weekend

After the Seahawk game last night (which was very exciting I might add), Rick took off for Desert Aire with his brother. One of our neighbors on the East side called to say our roof had some serious damage in the big wind storm. I was a little bent out of shape that Rick even thought about going on a roof, but I calmed down once I knew his brother and cousin would be there doing the work. (I guess the less I know the better...I'm sure he got on the roof but I'm not asking) He made it home safe tonight and that's all that matters. He's very tired but says he's feeling pretty good.

I had a houseful today while Rick was gone. Our cousin's son Ryan is home from Texas for a visit. Ryan is proudly serving our nation and returned home from Iraq just a few short months ago. It was nice to see him and the other 20 people he brought along with him. It looked like we were having a party at the Schmitt's...but I guess everytime the Schmitt's get together it is some kind of party.

Our friends Len and Mark also joined the Schmitt gang and came loaded with "Len's Famous Mac & Cheese". I made appetizers for my guests so when Len brought the Mac & Cheese, I hid it. Sorry.... Some things just aren't for sharing.

We're getting anxious for our appointments on Tuesday and Wednesday. Like I've said before, the unknown is often much worse than just finding out what's going on. Hopefully, we'll know a lot more by Wednesday afternoon. We'll keep you all posted.

I'm heading off to bed now. I didn't get much sleep with Rick being gone last night. Amy and her friend Liz came and stayed with me so I didn't have to be alone. I guess I made Amy a little crazy...I couldn't sleep, so I kept trying to remember the words to theme songs of my favorite shows as a kid...Gilligan's Island, Beverly Hillbillies, etc...this might have been amusing, except that it was 2:30am when I was doing it. Sorry Amy.... Gilligan, the Skipper too....the millionaire, and his wife, the movie star, the professor and MaryAnne, here on Gilligan's Island.

Love you more than all the sad Cowboy fans in Texas....

Dreaming Big,
Dor

Busy doing NOTHING

I got so busy doing nothing today that I forgot to write my blog. I'm not kidding. Besides washing my bedding and programming my new phone...I did nada, nothing, zip, zilch. (Oh, I lied. I took a shower but that was around noon) I didn't sleep well again last night so Rick sent me back to bed this morning and I slept until after 9:00am. When I was sleeping, I was having terrible dreams. So whatever sleep I got was very restless.

Rick went to work again for a few hours today. I understand it helps take his mind off his worries, but it adds to mine since I know he should be home recouperating. We're hoping to take a few days (after we find out what Rick's treatment will be like and how the doctor thinks I'm doing) and spend it in Palm Springs with our friends from Snohomish. We can sit around home or we can sit in the sun...Hmmmm, let me think about it? Ok, I've chosen Palm Springs. We figure there is no time like the present to have fun.

We ventured over to the boys high school basketball game tonight against Snohomish. (We lost in the last few minutes but it was a very good game) It was nice to see a lot of the people I work, the kids, their parents and friends we haven't seen since the holidays. We got all the well wishes out of the way before the game started so we were able to just enjoy what we love. Sporting events!

Tomorrow is the big Seahawks playoff game. Get your blue on and root for the home team. I know they can make us crazy sometimes, but who doesn't?

Love you more than all the fans at Quest Field tomorrow.

Hugs,
Doreen

Good Morning

The check up with the surgeon for Rick went well yesterday. He reminded us that if Rick had undergone a surgery like this 5 years ago he would still be in the hospital. Let's give a hand to the advances of medical science. Dr. Ochiai told us he was pleased with Rick's progress and even gave him permission to do some tasks I forbid him to do...(you see how much authority I have?) The best news is, he has an appointment to figure out a PLAN at Seattle Cancer Care Alliance on Tuesday. We are thrilled to get started on his recovery.

I'm still not back at work and I don't have any plans to head back until we at least figure out what Rick's treatment will be like. I know if don't take better care of myself, I won't be any good for the rest of my family. They need me now as much as I need them.

Last night, Angie brought us a wonderful dinner prepared by one of the teachers she works with. Besides the great food she sent us, it warms our heart to know that so many people care. (and care about our kids...that's the awesome part)

Gosh, this was so serious. I need to lighten up.

I'm in the "office" setting up a new printer/scanner/fax/copier/back rubber/cook/maid, but I seem to be having some problems with it. I can get the printer,scanner & copier to work, but the fax, cook, maid and back rubber don't seem to running properly. I'll keep trying.

Love you more,
Big Dreamer Dor

More News

Rick didn't go to the doctor today (we have an appointment tomorrow instead) But, Dr. Ochiai-the surgeon, called to say the pathology reports came back showing the same cancer cells in all the affected areas. This means, Rick's colon cancer has metatisized to his lymph nodes and liver. We'll really understand what this all means once we've met with his oncologist, but they tell us this diagnosis is better than if the cells they found in his liver came from some other form of cancer. Right now, we're just hoping and praying for a speedy recovery (Rick doesn't do well just sitting around, as you can all imagine). He's feeling better everyday and that makes me happy :)

Hugs,
Doreen

Our newest purchase...

As a family, we've decided to prepare for any upcoming emergencies, so we've purchased some paddles from our new favorite country store.

I'm sure at some time or another you've all been down this creek. Hopefully, 2007 will keep us all out of the water.

With love,
Rick, Doreen & kids

So Far 2007 Looks Great!

We've made it through about 18 uneventful hours in 2007. Let's hope it continues.

Today Rick talked his way into going down to his office to gather up some work to do at home... I'm sure this is why our children are such over- achievers. They watch their dad take his cane to work on New Year's Day to straighten things out at the office. I love him for his hard work ethic but he's going to make me crazy. I just want him to get better. (By the way, he says the same thing about me...) He is feeling better each day but I still think he is over doing it. What do I know? Like the kids always say "we're just a few credits short of our doctorate".

I want to thank all our friends and family who dropped food and goodies off this weekend. Everything tasted great, but if I keep eating what Rick doesn't, you'll need to bring me some elastic waist pants. How did we get so lucky to have you in our lives?

I know I haven't talked about it lately, but I'm sitting here in our new office where I feel completely at peace. Amy, Angie and Jake are such a blessing to us and their gift of this room couldn't have been more perfect. Stop by. I'd love to show it off. (It looks much better in person)

I'm exhausted tonight. I find when I get really tired, I tend to cough more. Today I coughed a lot. I promised Rick I would get some good sleep tonight so I would be refreshed to tackle tomorrow with whatever came our way.

Love you more than all the New Year's Resolutions that will be broken by tomorrow. :(

Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today.
Doreen

Bring on 2007....

People celebrate on New Year's Eve because they look forward to a new beginning. The reason the Schmitt's are celebrating, is because 2006 can't end soon enough (it hasn't been one of our favorite years on record) Our family's new years resolution is to: Give up cancer. (Not giving up the fight...just the damned disease).

If you don't have a new year's resolution yet here are a few suggestions:
1. Quit smoking
2. Eat Healthy
3. Get your "Butt" to the doctor and get a colonoscopy
4. Don't put off til tomorrow what you can tell your loved ones today

We are sitting around tonight with family and friends, eating good food, laughing and playing games. Rick has switched from college bowl games to NBA basketball on the big screen, so he is enjoying himself as well.

2 and a half hours and counting until 2007... May the new year bring you good HEALTH, lots of LOVE, and BIG DREAMS!

Resolving to live strong,
Rick and Dor

There's no place like home

My dad came home from the hospital this evening. He had a pretty good day although he is still having some significant pain (which is to be expected.) Not much has changed. He is still in sweat pants. He is still taking pain meds. He is still watching every college football bowl game that exists... only now he gets to watch it on his big screen TV instead of the little one at the hospital. I don't want to speak for dad but I think it's fair to say he is happy to be home.

We know we have a long road ahead of us. I'm not sure where we will find the energy to keep moving forward but we know there is no other choice. For the past eight months people have volunteered to help us but we rarely took them up on the offer. We tried to carry the load by ourselves but we know that has to change. We can't do this by ourselves. Many of you have offered to drive them to appointments, make a pot of soup, etc, and we might be taking you up on the offer. We are exhausted both mentally and physically.... and the second part of the nightmare has just begun.

We are all sitting in the livingroom at mom and dad's house so I guess that's a step in the right direction.

Goodnight for now.... and thanks again...
Amy

How do you mend a broken heart?

I want to take a minute and thank everyone for the support we have received in the past few days. From the constant phone calls at the hospital, to the visitors, abundance of food, hugs, and prayers... many people have gone out of their way to make our lives a little easier during this time of need.

Today was both mentally and physically draining. My dad was doing pretty well most of the day but he was having a tough time with his pain medicine this evening. They switched meds for him as his stomach couldn't handle the pain medicine and he was getting nauseous. Other than a little jello and broth, he hasn't eaten since Christmas dinner on Monday. Hopefully he will be able to get some food into his system soon. He has requested a cheeseburger and/or T-bone steak on more than one occasion but the nurses don't seem to understand as they continue to bring his popsicles and jello. Oh well, I guess it doesn't hurt to ask.

The past few days have been a blur. Days are running together. The numbers on the clock now just represent the hours until the next dosage of pain meds. Thank god dad doesn't have a room mate at the hospital because we have quickly turned room 114 into home base. Although I live 3 blocks from the hospital, my mom has refused to sleep anywhere but a chair next to my dad's bed. We tried to convince her otherwise but it didn't take long to realize that she wasn't going anywhere. We can't blame her as we know my dad would be in the same chair if the roles were reversed.

If things go well the next few days he might be able to come home on Saturday. It just depends on how his body reacts to the surgery and the pain meds. The next step in the process is to get him fully recovered from the surgery so he can start treatment. My mom was on the phone with the Cancer Care Alliance today and was able to set up an appointment for my dad. That's great news for us. We want to make sure that he gets in to see the best possible oncologist in a timely manner.

In the mean time, we will continue to be as positive and optimistic as humanly possible. I have to admit though, thinking positive hasn't seemed to get us very far lately. I told my mom that I was thinking about being naughty next year since I tried to be nice this year and all I got was two sick parents. 2006 isn't over yet so I still have a few days to decide whether or not I want to test that theory.

In closing I want to leave you with a true story. I hope this story helps you smile the way it has brought both a smile to my face and tears to my eyes. Angie just called me as she was leaving the hospital. She said she was leaving earlier than expected because the night nurse just came on duty and told my mom she had a surprise for her. The nurse closed the curtain in the room, then closed the door and began to re-arrange the room. She pushed the beds together and told my mom she wanted to give her an opportunity to sleep with my dad and hold his hand. Knowing that my parents are sound asleep, side-by-side, will allow me to sleep like a baby tonight.

Thanks to those of you who have helped our family to make it through one day at a time. And, may Karma reward the nurses who have broken the rules to help my parents mend their broken hearts.

Off to bed-
Amy

Here's the deal....

Today was a very long day for our family and friends. Many of us arrived at the hospital around noon and most of us did not leave until 9:00 pm. The doctors performed the laproscopic surgery (rather than cutting him wide open) which will speed up his recovery time. They removed just under a foot of colon from his right side including the lymph nodes in the area. The cancer is considered to be a stage 4 colon cancer that has spread to his liver and lymph nodes. Unfortunately the tumors in his liver are a very serious concern for his team of doctors. Dad will spend the next 3+ days at the hospital while the doctors monitor his progress. During this time we will be contacting the wonderful doctors at the Seattle Cancer Care Alliance to set up an appointment for Dad. We promise to keep you all posted on any changes that take place.

Thank you to the many friends and family that have been so kind and generous to us in this time of need-

Living Strong,

Angie

Rick's Update

Rick, Amy, Angie, Jake and I went to Rick's appointment this morning with the surgeon. We were hoping for the pathology reports when we arrived but due to some glitch because of the holiday the report wasn't there. Here is what we know....

Rick is having surgery tomorrow afternoon where they will be removing a portion of his right colon, lymph nodes and maybe some of his liver. The doctor said he will not be able to cure Rick with surgery alone, so in a month or so (once he's feeling better) he will begin chemotherapy. This is going to be a rough couple of months but when cancer messes with a Schmitt, it messes with the whole family - So watch out.

I was reminded today by the kids that I need to take care of myself for all our sake, but it just seems impossible right now to think of anything besides Rick and our children. I'm tired tonight because I haven't been sleeping well. Hopefully tonight I can get a good night's rest. We have a big day ahead of us tomorrow.

Thanks for all your love and support. We'll try to keep you posted each day on the blog so you know what's going on. Keep us in your prayers.

Big Dreamer Dor

Have yourself a merry little Christmas

Tonight as I sit at my computer in our fabulous new office I can only reflect on the magic of my surroundings. Although, this shouldn't have been one of our favorite holiday weekends, it turned out to be. We were blessed to have our friends and family around us at all the right moments. (And, Santa was very good to us, as usual).

I know I mentioned this yesterday, but I am still amazed that our friends would postpone their Christmas to be with us. Friendships like these are an honor to be a part of. Thank you so much Bobby, Dy, Dave and Val for distracting us from our everyday worries with all your love. I'm not sure how the saying goes but it's something like, "Shared joy is doubled joy, shared sorrow is half sorrow" That is my new way of thinking. If you share good times with people you love, it only gets better. If you share hard times with people you love, they can help us carry the load. Thank you for being our wheelbarrows without even knowing it.

We got a new game called Apples to Apples and it is a blast! We must have played it 5 or 6 times in the past few days. With games...comes laughter...with laughter comes smiles...and boy do we need them right about now.

Now that we are home alone it is time to face the realities of what tomorrow might bring. I am hopeful that Rick will start his treatment/surgery within the next few weeks so we can move ahead. I know it isn't going to be easy, but easy is over-rated. It's the hard stuff that makes us stronger. Those of you who know us well, can't possibly think this is going to break our spirit.

God Bless,
Doreen

Happy Christmas Eve Morning

I'm better now. Not great...but much better. Our friends Bob and Dy postponed Christmas in Spokane to come and spend it with us. At first I was insistant that they stay home and spend it with Bob's folks, but they wouldn't hear of it. I'm so glad they're bossy. They did whatever they wanted to and flew over yesterday. Last night, just like 8 months ago, we spent the evening laughing, eating, playing games...etc. with Bob and Dy, Dave and Val and our kids. Nothing could have been sweeter. Nothing could have been better to take our minds off the worry of the day. Nothing could have been more precious than the love of our friends.

We woke early to clean up the kitchen mess (and it was messy from last nights appetizer fest), wrap some more presents (which is very unlike me...I usually come right home from the store and wrap them), and spend some quality time with the ones I love.

Now, I must tell you about the GIFT. Besides the everyday pride and joy our children bring us...this year they brought us a little piece of heaven. Rick and I spend a great deal of time in the "ROOM" where I write this blog, iron, store presents, listen to music... I must admit... it is also the junk room. The room I least want to spend time in, even though I love to write to you and iron (I'm not kidding). The kids knew this. So, as our incredible children do so well, they followed their guts and gave us a room we never want to leave. (again...I'm not kidding)
They emptied it. Cleaned it. Bought new office furniture and the trimmings then organized it. They gave it to us a little early because they thought we could use a happy moment.
We were shocked. Amazed. Overjoyed. Proud. I've added a few photos so you can see it. When they gave us the present, it was in an envelope with a "before" photo in it. If I had that photo in my computer, I would let you see what an amazing transformation this was.

Now, from the Schmitt's to all of you...Have your Merriest Christmas ever.

Dreaming Bigger and Better than yesterday (but not as much as tomorrow),
Doreen

Mad as Hell

Well, it hit me today. That smiling face, it's gonna be alright, we'll beat this thing....blah, blah... I'm sick of it. Today, I just want to be mad. I'm not sure who I'm mad at. But apparently, it's one of the emotions I've be supressing and it's time to let it OUT. AAAHHHH.... I just don't want to have a "nice" attitude today. I'll have an "attitude" but it's not going to be a nice one. Dang it!

Just about the time we adjust (if that's what you call it) we get kicked in the gut with the news about Rick. I'm wondering if we built our house on a toxic landmine? We work hard everyday, love others with all our heart and soul, pay our bills, laugh out loud, eat healthy, root for the hometeams...and we get this?

How do we make this okay for our children? They're amazing souls who deserve to have both parents around admiring their accomplishments, guiding them during times of trouble, watching football on Sundays with them. They're so sad. It's hard for them to smile right now, and I love it when they smile. Those pearly white teeth brighten my days.

I know we'll find out more information on Tuesday, but today I'm impatient. Surprise, Surprise. I promise we'll keep you all posted.

Ok, thanks for letting me be a whiner. I guess sometimes I need it. Like today.

Dreaming MAD.
Doreen

When it rains...

I am writing this message with a heavy heart and sad eyes. Today brought another major blow for the Schmitt family. Today as I wrapped Christmas presents at mom and dad's house with Angie and Jake, mom called from the hospital. She had taken dad to his doctor's appointment. During the Colonoscopy they found a large tumor. The doctor was concerned with the size of the mass so he immediately sent dad for a CT scan. The three of us met mom at the hospital and we sat with dad while he waited for his test. We just got a phone call from the doctor and have received confirmation that my dad has Colon Cancer. They know this, because it has already metastisized to his liver. There are also a few lymph nodes in his abdomen and around his aorta that are concerning them.

This is surreal. He has an appointment with his surgeon on Tuesday. As of now, they intend to remove the tumor and start Chemotherapy immediately. Best case scenerio is that the cancer spread from his colon and not from Lymphoma. We will learn more soon.

Please pray for my parents as they begin this unfortunate battle together. All of your prayers have been working so, please add my dad to your prayer list.

Dreaming bigger than ever,
Amy

Do Not Enter

I feel so far behind in my Christmas preparation that I'm starting to hyperventilate , but...it will be here in a few days whether I'm ready or not. Today, my dear friend Janeen picked me up at 9:00am and we headed out to the Bellis Fair Mall to do a little power shopping. We had a productive day, then came back to my great nephew's 6th birthday party. After the party, Jake and I stopped to help "Santa" out and pick up a few stocking stuffers. As I walked into the house, I noticed a sign posted on the computer room door, "Do not enter or you'll ruin Christmas", then right next to that door is Jake's room with another note that says "Nope, try another one". Apparently, for the next 3 or 4 days I'm limited to which rooms I can go into in my own home. Lucky for me, the computer room is also my ironing room...so I guess ironing is also out of the question. Shucks!

Did I forget to mention that yesterday was Massage Day? Well it was...and it was spectacular.

Remember high tread count sheets, massages and love....it doesn't get much better.

Gosh, I love life.

Dream Big,
Dor

Month #8 and Counting

Lots of time has gone by on the calendar, but nothing has passed ME by. I really love life and tonight was a fine example.

Megan (Jake's girlfriend) is here until Wednesday when she returns to Seattle to spend time with her family. She knows our family and still loves us. I think that makes her a keeper! So, tonight we had "our Christmas" with her. Amy, Angie, Erin, Rick, Jake, Megan and I had dinner then exchanged gifts. The dinner was ok (not one of my best) and the presents were lovely (I got a chef's coat from Megan's parents with "chef Doreen" embroidered on it in green...I love it...I'll tell you about everything else later) but it was the entertainment after dinner that I want to share with you. For as far back as I can remember, whenever anyone would say the word "wrap" (as in wrap a present) I would give my version of "rap" (which I might add is terrible) so the kids always drop the word "wrap" in my presence so I'll do my little hand jive and rap noise. Tonight, I felt the need to get everyone involved. Angie played her lip trumpet, Amy sounded like a record that was being played backwords, Jake played his armpit, and I "rapped". Megan and Erin sat across from us laughing with tears rolling down their faces and wondered what kind of family medications we were taking. But, before long we got them involved. Erin twanged her water glass with her fingernail and Megan used the fork on her wine glass. We sounded amazing (NOT) but it was a funny sight to see. I also added in my version of Ray Charles playing the salt and pepper shakers but that will be another story all together. Rick was already in the livingroom when the entertainment started. I wanted to share this all with him, but we were laughing so hard by the time we got his attention, that he didn't get the "full effect". The laughter we shared tonight was priceless as well as being an incredible ab workout. Moments like these are golden treasures.

While I was preparing dinner tonight I had a small emotional breakdown. 8 months ago I had no idea if I would be here at Christmas (or Thanksgiving for that matter) so as each day has drawn closer I am so thankful that not only am I here, but I'm here and shining bright.
So, I cried...happy tears. Tears of joy. Tears of relief. Amy reminded me how silly this will feel when 8 years go by and I remember how excited I felt after only 8 months. But for now, I'll be getting this excited after each passing month....that's a guarantee. As a matter of fact, I'll get this excited after each passing day. Who am I trying to kid?

Thank you "family" for making tonight very special for me/us. Let's hope that Tarceva and prayers keep our family together for many years to come.

I love you more than all the presents that have been shaken & peeked into by impatient recipients... Don't forget what I said a few days ago "Santa knows if you've been naughty or nice"...so don't touch the items under the tree!

Dreaming Big and loving life,
Ho, Ho, Ho ~ Dor