After watching my father pass from Pancreatic cancer in December , I have been dealing with Pancereatic issues since last Oct. /Nov. Yes , I know it sounds conincidental that it conicides with my fathers passing and every physician that I've seen suddenly became physicologist when I went to see them. Over the past six months I've dealt with upper ab pain, back pain and fatty stools. Back in Jan I had a CT scan, MRCP, and EUS which none showed evidence of a tumor. Sooo, all of the GI's I went to see kept quickly dismissing my issues and pain, and told me all of my test were normal. Even when I explained I had told them I had to totally change my lifestyle, I can only eat low fat foods, I am tired pretty easy, and my back pain has not gone away for 5 months.. Finally, I pressed and ask for a fecal fat test, and it came back elevated! So my Gi put me on Creon and asked me to do another MRCP with a special injection. I am only 38, I have two little girls and the toughest things I struggle with emotionally is dealing with how my girls would coupe if I was gone. Funny how things change when you do not feal well, you quickly learn to live much more in the present... my 401k doesn't seem so important anymore , nor does my appearence of my house. Time is the only thing that seems precious.



A little story to share with you about my husband and his choices he made before he passed. Mid Feb 2009, he complained of chest pains, so we immediately got him into the doctor. All came back negative, so they started doing MRI on stomach area. Feb 27 he had is first MRI. March 4, he went to the doctor and he told my husband that he had numerous tumors on the pancreas, the gall bladder, liver and some small ones on the lungs. Up until this time, he had led a normal, productive, and active life. On March 4, the doctor told him that he wanted to put him into the hospital. My husband told him, \"Not today. I have someplace I have to be.\" Doctor was puzzled at what could be more important than his health. \"My baby girl is playing in her first college softball game and I am going to be there to see it.\" We drove the 2 hours to the game. He got to see his daughter play on a college softball field. He went to the hospital the next day and was released the next day. He sat at home and listened to her games on the radio. I went out and purchased a booster for the radio so he could listen to her games. It was the most important thing to him at the time. That is what he wanted. He went back into the hospital on the 11th for a biopsy. We got the official diagnosis on the 13th. He went into the hospital on the 14th and stayed until the 17th, all the time listening on the internet to the softball games. I requested a special room for WiFi, so he could get a connection. He took 2 rounds of chemo, one on the 19th, the last on the 26th. He was dehydrated and losing weight. The doctor called the family in on the 26th. My daughter came directly from a softball game, still in her uniform, and he was all smiles. That made him happy to listen to her play and see her play.

Life is too short, so do what you want with your girls. It is not the amount of time you spend with them, but the quality of that time that you share with them, that will make lasting memories for them in case the worst is to come.

Don\'t settle for \"there is nothing wrong\" for a answer. You know your own body better than any doctor, so keep pushing for answers.
~Hugs, Shauna