I’m feeling pretty peachy today for a couple of reasons. First, our peach tree. My husband had tried for years to grow a fruit tree in the back yard. Every one we planted died as there apparently is not enough sunlight in that area to support a tree. So about 15 years ago he insisted we plant a peach tree in the front yard. I was against the idea because I thought the peaches would just get stolen (they haven’t been), but went along with the idea anyway. This little dwarf peach tree has done very well–so well in fact, that it is my main source of anxiety from spring to late summer each year trying to control the amount of peaches on it!
This year has been the peachiest ever. I started thinning the peaches as soon as they began to grow in early spring. Every time I went out to look at the tree this season, there were more new peaches growing and taking up every inch of the branches. I probably thinned the tree half a dozen times this year and must have removed 1,000 potential peaches in the process. They ripen late August to early September so the tree is now in full ripening mode. So far I have had 3 broken branches and have propped up two other branches to keep them from breaking. What does a single person do with a gazillion peaches? I give away a ton to the neighbors, but that still leaves me with a heck of a lot of peaches to deal with. This is when you start wishing people would steal your peaches. Normally I make jam, peach cobblers, or clean and cut them up for freezing to use in smoothies. Peaches are a high maintenance fruit because they need to be cleaned, peeled and sliced. With my illness, I just didn’t know if I would be up to it this year. Which brings me to the next reason I’m feeling peachy.
Last week I had my first CT scan since I started experimenting with the dewormer drug in early June. That gave me a good 3 months to gauge whether it was working or not. The results showed my tumors were stable! Two small tumors showed some minor growth but for the most part NO–NEW–GROWTH! This was a new experience for me. I saw my oncologist yesterday and he thought this was good news as well. He said the goal of our treatment right now is to stop the growth and that had been accomplished. He made no comment on whether he thought it was the dewormer and I didn’t push it. So we will continue with the same, including Avastin every 3 weeks, until the end of the year.
Physically I’ve had some ups and downs through the summer. About mid-July I went out in the morning to thin the peach tree, and got on a ladder to reach some of the higher ones. Later that day I started feeling kind of sick–my stomach hurt, my back was in a lot of pain and I felt completely physically exhausted. I couldn’t sleep that night I was in so much pain. I felt so rotten I thought, “This is it, the cancer is taking over my body and I’ll never feel good again.” Well, wrong. I don’t know what happened but I could have had the flu or something even though I never had a temperature. That was my low point.
Back to the peachy part of this post. A couple of weeks ago I attended 4 days of BYU Education Week which required driving 45 minutes every morning, walking in the heat to the classes, (until about 2:45) then driving home 45 minutes. I was so happy I did it, and did it well. I’m feeling so good today that I made 4 peach cobblers, froze some peaches and look forward to making peach jam tomorrow! Life certainly is peachy right now and I’m going to enjoy it while it lasts!