Sunday, October 14, 2012
Mr. Ebarb.
This is a good friend of mine. It seems whenever we do his pictures, we walk over the entire city of Natchitoches. Even though we walked im sure it was close to 100 miles Saturday, we had the best time. And you never know what you will find when you go on foot looking. :) His is one of my favorite sessions to date. And he is the one that let me play with the 50mm that i plan to steal next time. ;) i cant even say that i have a favorite from his session because each one is better than the one before, and i LOVE them all. Thank you for being my friend Matt. I dont know what id do without ya! -Candy
Saturday, October 13, 2012
IPicture Hope Session
Last Saturday i had the opportunity to take photos of one of my favorite women in the world. Lajuana Keith is a breast cancer SURVIVOR! I ADORE this woman. She is not only one of my favorite people but i have the pleasure to call her my cousin. ♥ here is her story.
Laujuana writes:
March 2010...the moment every woman fears happened to me…I found a lump. I realized it had been a while since I had performed a self exam. I wasn’t as diligent about this as I should have been. There it was. No mistaking it. A lump about the size of the end of my thumb. I tried to convince myself that it was nothing but I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
On St. Patrick’s Day I had a mammogram, which was overdue. This was only my second one. The first one had been a few years back. Not long into the exam I realized they were getting concerned over something they had seen. I sent my husband a text at work and asked him to get to the hospital quickly. After the mammogram they sent me for an ultrasound. The technician took lots of pictures then finally went to get the doctor to read them. The doctor came into the office and very bluntly and abruptly told me ‘This has to come out’. I asked him what he meant by that. ‘Are you saying this is cancer?’ I asked. He said that he would lean more toward it being cancer than not being cancer. My world just flipped upside down.
When you are diagnosed with cancer you suddenly get introduced to a whole lot of medical terminology you didn’t even know exists. ‘Your cancer is in situ…your cancer is hormone positive…you are HER2/neu negative.’ Were they even speaking in English to me?? Fortunately I had a wonderful team of doctors that explained everything and helped me make the many decisions for my treatment. We decided I would have a lumpectomy followed by chemotherapy then radiation.
I began chemotherapy in May 2010 which included four treatments of Adriamycin, Cytoxan, and Taxol, also known as ACT followed by four treatment of Taxatiere. My oncologist told me to expect that I would begin to lose my hair around eighteen to twenty days after my first treatment. It actually happened on day thirteen for me. As I was using my straightener on my bangs I looked down and realized my bangs had come out when I pulled the straightener down. I’m not one to sit around and wait for things to happen. I didn’t want to wait around as I lost a little hair each day. Out came the clippers and while I cried my eyes out I shaved my head. I decided I didn’t want to wear a wig. I wore do-rags the entire time. I wanted people to know what I was going through and ask me questions so I could share my story and hopefully remind other women to get their mammograms and perform those self breast exams.
After chemo was done I met with the radiation oncologist to schedule radiation treatments. They scheduled me for 35 treatments, one every weekday for 7 weeks. Around Thanksgiving I became extremely burned from the radiation and we had to take a break to allow my skin to heal.
December 15, 2010...the day I had been living for all year. My last treatment. My radiation oncologist has a tradition for the final treatment. He has a gong which each patient rings on their last treatment day. I was grinning from ear to ear when I rang that gong.
Going through breast cancer was one of the most difficult things I have ever faced in my life. But with God and the wonderful support of my family and friends, I did it. It’s been over two years now and I look forward to many years as a Survivor. As Psalms 118:17 says I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.
Laujuana writes:
March 2010...the moment every woman fears happened to me…I found a lump. I realized it had been a while since I had performed a self exam. I wasn’t as diligent about this as I should have been. There it was. No mistaking it. A lump about the size of the end of my thumb. I tried to convince myself that it was nothing but I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.
On St. Patrick’s Day I had a mammogram, which was overdue. This was only my second one. The first one had been a few years back. Not long into the exam I realized they were getting concerned over something they had seen. I sent my husband a text at work and asked him to get to the hospital quickly. After the mammogram they sent me for an ultrasound. The technician took lots of pictures then finally went to get the doctor to read them. The doctor came into the office and very bluntly and abruptly told me ‘This has to come out’. I asked him what he meant by that. ‘Are you saying this is cancer?’ I asked. He said that he would lean more toward it being cancer than not being cancer. My world just flipped upside down.
When you are diagnosed with cancer you suddenly get introduced to a whole lot of medical terminology you didn’t even know exists. ‘Your cancer is in situ…your cancer is hormone positive…you are HER2/neu negative.’ Were they even speaking in English to me?? Fortunately I had a wonderful team of doctors that explained everything and helped me make the many decisions for my treatment. We decided I would have a lumpectomy followed by chemotherapy then radiation.
I began chemotherapy in May 2010 which included four treatments of Adriamycin, Cytoxan, and Taxol, also known as ACT followed by four treatment of Taxatiere. My oncologist told me to expect that I would begin to lose my hair around eighteen to twenty days after my first treatment. It actually happened on day thirteen for me. As I was using my straightener on my bangs I looked down and realized my bangs had come out when I pulled the straightener down. I’m not one to sit around and wait for things to happen. I didn’t want to wait around as I lost a little hair each day. Out came the clippers and while I cried my eyes out I shaved my head. I decided I didn’t want to wear a wig. I wore do-rags the entire time. I wanted people to know what I was going through and ask me questions so I could share my story and hopefully remind other women to get their mammograms and perform those self breast exams.
After chemo was done I met with the radiation oncologist to schedule radiation treatments. They scheduled me for 35 treatments, one every weekday for 7 weeks. Around Thanksgiving I became extremely burned from the radiation and we had to take a break to allow my skin to heal.
December 15, 2010...the day I had been living for all year. My last treatment. My radiation oncologist has a tradition for the final treatment. He has a gong which each patient rings on their last treatment day. I was grinning from ear to ear when I rang that gong.
Going through breast cancer was one of the most difficult things I have ever faced in my life. But with God and the wonderful support of my family and friends, I did it. It’s been over two years now and I look forward to many years as a Survivor. As Psalms 118:17 says I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.
She never lost her faith. When SO many others in similar situations would be angry with the Lord, She knew he brought her to it, so he would bring her through it. Lajuana, i love you and admire you. Here are a few of the best from your iPicture Hope session.
The SWEET Dickson Family
Oh My Goodness. These People. I fell in love with them! SO sweet and SO appreciative. No matter what you do it is ALWAYS wonderful to feel appreciated and this sweet family certainly made me feel it. I think we all had a pretty good time during their session. The hubs there was absolutely crazy. :) Kalie is one of the sweetest people ive ever met, and those babies. OMG. ♥ I am not sure how in the world i get so lucky with the BEST clients under the sun, but i do. SO thankful for that. here are a few of my faves from the Dickson Session. :)
Seriously?? how stinkin CUTE are they?? Little Man gave me a flower and i put it in my hair, he thought that was so silly! The best part about my job is meeting these families. Kalie and Derek, thank you for the opportunity to meet you guys and your babies. i enjoyed you guys so much! BIG hugs!! -Candy
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