Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

One day at a time…


How did this start?

The crazy start to the Leukemia…

March 9th 2023 I felt I had a piece of food stuck between my left bottom molar and gum. I tried for two days to get whatever was there out, as in a flossed the living sh*t out of it but no bit of food came out. I wasn’t too worried since I’d be seeing my dentist the next day for a deep cleaning. When I got to the dentist appointment – I got my X-rays and noted the something stuck in between gum and tooth. The X-rays surprisingly didn’t show anything but the hygienist said they would do a deep thorough cleaning and that my gums were going to be sore. All was good.

All wasn’t. Friday my gums were swollen and inflamed – it was killing me. My lymph nodes were completely swollen making swallowing near impossible. My tongue has sores on it and I was my miserable. I sucked it up knowing the hygienist stated I’d be sore. And sore I was…this lasted all weekend. Monday morning I drove to the dentist for help. He looked at my mouth and said “We didn’t do anything but a cleaning…I don’t know why it’s infected and swollen.” He called a script in for antibiotics and I started them immediately. Within the first two days my lymph nodes went down and the sores on my tongue were healed. But ugh the gums were still painful and inflamed. This lasted until my last day of antibiotics. We were headed into another weekend and I couldn’t do another weekend of this pain.

I desperately called emergency dentists – it was Saturday night and just about everyone was closed. To the ER was my only option. I walked into Kaiser and it was the beginning of it all. Bloodwork. So much blood. Antibiotics and steroids were started. I waited. I texted my husband and waited some more. The ER doctor came in to speak with me. “Your WBC is elevated and your ANC is 0.” Ummm okay? “Well it could be a localized infection or cancer.” Like sir…that’s is a HUGE spectrum. Let’s stay with infection. “We’re going to need more tests to rule out cancer and for ‘continuity’ you should probably go to your home hospital.” As such I was released and went home for the night to come back to my home hospital in the morning.

After I checked into my home hospital – and then the bloodwork started. Half a gallon of blood and mentions of a biopsy. I was transferred to the CCU – they managed my pain and more antibiotics and steroids. Another internal doctor came to talk to me. “This could still be an infection or cancer.” Again the spectrum of this was NOT great. Second time in two days a doctor has said the C word to me.



4 responses to “How did this start?”

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    Debby Rommerdahl

    Nina,
    I just found out about your diagnosis and battle. Not sure if you know but I heard that awful “C” word back in 2020. It is unfathomable. I know how hard chemo can be but you are a warrior and you too will see the other side of all of this. I will follow your journey, pray for you and root you on. Your “sister” Debby

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    1. Thank you Debby. This came fast and out of no where. It was a curveball that blindsided us. Thank you for your prayers.

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  2. Nina, I cannot personally know how you feel, But I can truly tell you what your husband will be going thru. I lived Debby’s entire journey. It was, to say the least, a long, caring and loving challenge, However, we are so so very much stronger than we feel we are; and us Care Givers can do more than we think we are ever capable of… Trust me… I know. Stay Positive and Stay Strong. Never ever give up! Keep Fighting! Praying and thinking about you thru your journey! Steve……

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    1. Hi Steve

      Thank you for your thoughts and prayers. I worry for him. He bottles it up. He’s quiet. I don’t know what he’s thinking and when I ask, he says it’s blank. I know being a sudden caregiver can not be easy. But I don’t know how to help him navigate this. It’s scary for sure.

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About Me

Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

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