Reviewed by Laura Martin on January 09, 2016
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Cissy Hass: I am a stage 4, pancreatic survivor.
My husband and I were on vacation,
playing a round of golf and all of a sudden I just had this terrible pain
that started in my upper abdomen and just rotated around to my back.
I kept saying, “keep playing.” Actually, I made it the whole 18 rounds.
But it just wouldn’t stop. I went to the emergency room and they said I had pancreatitis and that they were going to have to admit me.
They did. They did the ultrasound and the ER doctor very abruptly walked in and said,
“you have pancreatic cancer with possible liver involvement and you need to, you know,
we’ll get your enzymes leveled out and you need to go home and make your final plans.”
I was putting up my dukes and I was not going to let this take me from my family,
Cissy Hass: because I knew though if I didn’t fight, I couldn’t win.
Pancreatic cancer has always been known as a death sentence.
But I’m proof that it is not anymore.
My first tip on preparing for chemo.
Knowing that you’re going to feel better.
It’s going to happen. You know, myself, knowing that, ok,
I’m probably going to be in bed for Thursday, Friday, Saturday.
Knowing that there’s an end, it makes it doable.
Beforehand, you know, you’re going to be treated on Tuesday.
Cissy Hass: Spend that weekend getting your sheets cleaned, you know, just setting up the DVR
so that you have something to watch when you feel like.
I usually try to get maybe some projects.
Like before Christmas there were some things I was doing.
You know, beading things for the tree, whatever.
Things that I could do while laying down that didn’t take an enormous amount of energy.
You know, just activities like that.
Gathering up some magazines and you know,
don’t read them until days that you’re going to be down.
Some people can read. I was not able to. It nauseated me.
Cissy Hass: I wanted to see the sky.
You know, I wanted to have my blinds open.
I did not shut myself off and get into a negative place in the house.
I didn’t want darkness. I wanted light. I wanted life.
Just anything I could do to make those sick days fly by.