Two Years and 16 Inches = Wigs for Kids BC

Two years ago Eli casually informed us that he had decided he'd like to grow his hair and donate it to cancer patients for wigs.  He'd even gone as far as to inform his employers at the time of his plans and asked if they'd have a problem with the fact that in a years time he'd be working with long hair.  Their response, "Not a problem! You'll just have to wear a hairnet like all other employees with long hair!" 

He figured he'd cut it around the time of his grade 12 graduation.  Well..... 2 years later and 2 1/2 weeks prior to his graduation he did just that!

Eli's before picture - May 21, 2019

Knowing that Wigs for Kids BC requires a minimum of 8 inches his hairdresser (Auntie Trish) wanted to know how long of a ponytail he was planning to donate. 

Shrugging his shoulders he said, "take it from the scalp."

I'm pretty sure we all gasped (Auntie Trish, Adrianna and me)!  He gave us the 'what?!' look. "Are you sure?" was our response.  

Probably a bit exasperated with us, "why wouldn't I give them as much as I can? AND I've been buzzed before AND I've been growing to donate" he replied.

"Yeah, but you were six then and in kindergarten, you're 18 and in grade 12 now!" I pointed out.

Eli and I in 2007 - when I started losing my hair we both shaved

He said, "SO?!"

Eli - 1/2 way mark 

The joys of technology allowed Les to experience the moment via text with moment by moment photos of what was happening.

Eli - after picture with his hair in hand and the 'stop taking pictures' look

Tuesday morning his hair was in the mail on it's way to BC Children's Hospital for  Wigs for Kids BC, a program that offers any child or teenager living in BC who has lost their hair due to cancer treatment or another serious illness the ability to receive a free wig.

Approximately 16" donated to Wigs for Kids BC

SO proud of Eli for wanting to help make a positive difference in someones life!!

  

The World of Science is AMAZING

Being diagnosed with Lynch Syndrome four years ago I'm still in pretty regular contact with the Hereditary Dept at the Cancer Agency. Now that I think about it, I don't know that I've really ever mentioned this diagnoses.......

2 years after being diagnosed with uterine cancer the Hereditary Dept from the Cancer Agency contacted me to let me know that they were now testing anyone that got uterine cancer under the age of 50 for Lynch Syndrome, a hereditary disorder caused by a mutation which individuals have a higher than normal chance of developing certain cancers often more aggressive and often at younger ages. Yes, uterine cancer being one of them.

My Genetic Counsellor really didn't think that I had it just from looking over what we had on file but I said yes and after testing my tumor sure enough the results (after waiting nearly a year) came back showing the mutation genes in MSH6 and MSH2, two of four deletions that are responsible for Lynch Syndrome.

From that point on I have had and will have for the rest of my life annual screening for colorectal cancer (those with Lynch syndrome carry up to an 85% risk of contracting colon cancer). I've already had a hysterectomy due to the uterine cancer but I have bi-annual screening of my ovaries (those were removed on July 9th so that testing is no longer needed).

The tricky part to all of this is the fact that once I was diagnosed it was time to find it in my DNA. Being as it's a hereditary disorder I have a 50% chance of getting from either my mother or father (from the history we've been able to put together we're guessing my mothers line). After two tries both tests came back inconclusive. It was decided that until the wonders of science had more to offer to test all of the Lynch Syndrome genes (currently only had MSH6 tested) we weren't going to get any further.

Fast forward 4 years and I found out at the beginning of the year that there was a possibility that more testing is available for me. On July 4th my sister, Tricia and I met with my Genetic Counsellor to go over my file and family history. In the end I was offered a 68 gene panel testing (wow!) with results in less than 5 weeks. Now remember 4 years ago there was only 1 gene panel available for me and took 6 months for results. The world of science is AMAZING!!

July 31st I had my result given to me over the phone. ALL 68 genes negative. WHAT????? This means that there is no hereditary mutation showing up in my DNA, which is fantastic news for my children, siblings and parents. However, what does this mean? The Genetic Counsellor is now going to request that my tumor be retested so we have two fresh tests to compare (DNA & tumor). Apparently there is a possibility that the tumor created the MMR (mismatch repair gene).

Currently I'm waiting for the thumbs up from the Hereditary Dept that they'll test the tumor. Once that's done we wait again for results. What are the chances that the tumor will do this? 5%. Seriously, I'm one of the 5%?! This still doesn't give my family the clear. We have to wait for the test results. If my tumor still indicates Lynch Syndrome it will no longer me a hereditary disorder where family will have a possibility of a higher chance of developing cancer but they aren't in the norm either but the middle ground. We'll learn more of what exactly that means as more data comes in. So for now everyone is still being treated as though they could have Lynch Syndrome.

Makes me wonder what science will discover in another 5 years!!

I SOOO Don't Like Surgery

My Gynecolost finally had to tell me this past May that being as I've been screen for the past 6 years it's time to make the decision.  Keeping the ovaries and having my family doctor continue setting up the screening or have him remove my ovaries?  Basically, he wouldn't be seeing me anymore.

We knew this decision was coming and..... Due to cyst issues I feel like I'm constantly getting ultra sounds because every time I go in for screening and see something I have to go back in a couple months later.  It's time to remove them.

I'm scheduled for surgery tomorrow and I'm REALLY REALLY dreading it.  I know it's the right thing to do but I hate surgery, more specifically coming out of anesthetic.  It does horrible things to me.  My other fear is what removing my ovaries will do to my hormones.  Instant menopause is kind of scary but if you recall from breast cancer I've already experienced a chemical menopause, still NOT fair but it is what it is.

Recently I've really learned that this is a moment when I need to lean on others Faith to help me get through this okay.

Our plan is to go in Laproscopically BUT there is a chance that I might have to be opened up.  Have a mentioned that I start my new permenanet position with the School District a week after surgery?!  I really really need this to be done Laproscopic. 

It Never Goes Away. Ever.

A friends loved one past away this summer from cancer.  A family members teenage son was diagnosed with cancer this summer and a senior gentleman I work with was recently diagnosed with not one but two cancers this summer.

It never goes away.  Ever.

Fair Enough Question

Tonight we found out that a lady we knew passed away.  Adrianna questioned us about the individual in which I informed her that she was a mother around my age who finally passed away after battling cancer for the past few years. 

Immediately Adrianna sincerely asked, "You've had cancer two times why haven't you died?"  Without even thinking I responded, "I ask myself that every single day."  

And you know what?  I do....especially when moments like these happen.

Speechless & Tearful

I still can't say thank you without the tears showing up.  THANK YOU!!
Here's to Jen Haddad - BC Cancer Foundation (click on link and you'll understand)

Destructive Self Talk

Never would I expect ANYONE to tell a cancer patient/survivor to 'get over it' and yet for the last 4 months that's exactly what I've been telling myself.  So convinced that that's what people are saying when they hear the news that I seem to have taught that self talk to myself.  It's destroying me.

Having life turned upside down with the news of being diagnosed with a second cancer still has me grasping for breath at times.  Having emotions opposite of what I think I should have (possibly control issues over my own emotions) has been a huge learning curve and I'm finally getting that its okay to not be instantly fixed.  Am I making any sense?!

I had my first official  gynaecologist cancer check up.  So we know my schedule and yes, another 5 years ahead of me being checked for signs that cancer isn't back.  Regime will be every 3 months for 2 years then every 6 months for 3 years then I'm clear.  I'll also have a base ultra sound done in a couple weeks and then again in a years time.  What fun!!

I keep telling Les that for a person with the least amount of body parts I certainly get checked out the most!!!  Truly, I'm glad that I have doctors that take such good care of me.

Realization

My heart is so full from all the kind emails from family and friends.  You've all brought smiles to my face and tears to my eyes. 

One particular sentence out of all sentences jumped out at me.  She wrote, "Don't be mad at your body for too long, it's got you this far. And it happens to house someone very, very important to me."  Such powerful and touching words that made me realize something.  I said I'm really mad at my body but in fact I'm SO mad at myself for not treating my body the best that it should be treated.  Have I done all the best things to keep my body healthy and spry?  No. 

What I've realized is that my body hasn't failed me it in fact has saved me. My body warned me that something foreign was attacking me and I have the proof!!  Breast cancer - a lump was found, endometrial cancer - I was bleeding to the point of hemorrhaging.  Maybe my body and I aren't as off track as I was thinking and you know what I listened!  I went to doctors, I stood my ground and I believe the best treatment in both cases was given to me.

Thank you friends and family for all your encouraging words it helped me realize I'll be just fine after all!  There is still a lot of work to be done to get the full me healthy but it's something I'm ready to face.  Gratitude for amazing friends and family in my life - thank you!

BCCA Bound

I knew yesterday was going to be hard just wasn’t prepared for how hard.  I haven’t walked into the cancer agency since my follow up a year after treatments from breast cancer three years ago.   What started the chain reaction though was signing in.  Instantly I was handed the blue cancer duo tang (aka the cancer bible) and I’m pretty sure my heart stopped for a moment and I started panicking.  From past experience every cancer patient gets a ‘cancer bible’ with important information and with strict instruction that EVERY time there is an appointment the book comes too so any important information doctors, etc. may have for you can be put in it.  Basically a go to for emergencies, questions and services at your fingertips 24/7 while you’re being cared for.  Being handed that duo tang basically rang every warning bell in my brain that just maybe things weren’t going to be as straight forward as I thought and I mentally started falling apart (don’t worry I didn’t have a big dramatic melt down in front of everyone, just inside my head).  Plus, while sitting and filling out paperwork the amount of doctors, nurses and administration staff we recognized made it become a surreal moment.  How grateful I am for a husband who holds onto me, loves me and encourages me. 

Finally the appointment and finally a professional telling us what the pathology report findings were.  Basically as we already knew Endometrial Carcinoma (uterine cancer), Stage 1A, Grade 1, not metastases breast cancer (a whole new cancer), and had not spread to any other parts of the reproductive organs.  Bottom line best case scenario.  However, there is a grey area.  Normally (why can’t I ever be normal) when a women starts having the issues I was having a biopsy would have been done, cancer found, surgery would have taken place with everything removed.  Due to the emergency I skipped the biopsy, had the surgery but didn’t remove the ovaries and then cancer was found.   So the grey area is the ovaries no right or wrong decision but the decision needs to be made do I keep them or do I remove them.   Here are the facts:  as a woman under the age of 40 I had a 25% chance of the cancer showing signs on the ovaries but I didn’t, my doctor looked at my ovaries during surgery and they were in perfect condition.  If there isn’t an immediate sign of ovarian cancer this now means that I have a 2% chance of getting ovarian cancer in the future.  What does this 2% mean to me?  Do I feel it’s enough to warrant removal?  If I choose to have the ovaries removed I face the following; another invasive surgery, instant menopause, unable to use hormone therapy (due to breast cancer).  Then due to early menopause (approximately 10 years too early) I then start the process of bone loss, the importance the ovaries play for other organs, etc.  So is 2% worse it in the end?  At first I thought yes.  If normally they remove everything then shouldn’t I do that?  However, maybe there is a reason why I’m not normal!  The trigger to my decision - as soon as she mentioned bone loss I knew the answer was keep them (trust me the other stuff was a concern to – instant menopause I’ve done that once already short term mind you but it was kind of scary).  Why that you wonder?  I already have a weakened bone structure due to the high dosages of chemo and radiation.  What does my future look like?  First we need to start with a base line so I need to have an ultrasound of my ovaries so we know what they look like now and then regular follow up ultrasounds to make sure there is no change.  Any hint of a change and they are out.  I get to see my gynecologist for an examination every 3 months I believe for 3 years but that’ll be confirmed at my next appointment. Also, because endometrial cancer is linked to colon cancer I now have a much higher chance of getting colon cancer in the future which means I instantly qualify for screening at the age of 50 (I believe that’s the age when they start screening).  Having said all this my decision not to have my ovaries removed isn’t written in stone, at any time I feel different then how I do at this moment I can have them removed.  That’s it.  A terrifying few months to learn I’m now just fine and thankfully the new ‘cancer bible’ isn’t needed!

Unfortunately though this experience isn’t quite finished.  As the day/evening progressed I became more and more drained, it was like I had been holding my breath for the last 2 months and finally the air was slowly escaping to the point that I felt like a crumpled heap on the floor - pure mental/emotional exhaustion.  I may have been told I’m just fine but I’m not.  I’m mentally/emotionally messed up more then I think I ever have been, I don’t recall feeling this way with breast cancer but I think being diagnosed with a second cancer only 4 years after the first one and at the age of 38 has done something to me.  It’s made me realize my health and my family are the two most important things right now and need my number one attention right now.  Running around after other people isn’t as important, it’s not my priority and unfortunately there for a while it was.  A big issue is that I don’t trust my body.  In fact I’m mad at my body and I think it’s going to take a little while to regain confidence in that area.  To help me make sense of all of this I’ll be working closely with the hereditary department for the next few months as I collect more signatures for medical information to be released from family members to build a stronger background for myself, current and future generations. 

It’ll get better and one day, like breast cancer it’ll just become a memory with stories to tell.  The following words from a song keep coming to mind, ‘count your many blessings name them one by one’.   I can tell you every day I count my blessing, I have been blessed with much and I know that!  I know I’m loved by many and that really does help make each day that much easier.

Feeling Too Many Emotions At One Time

I don't deal well showing my emotions ESPECIALLY in public!  So when it's one of those days that a simple touch, smile or questioning look brings me to tears I don't do so well.  Today's emotions were so EXHAUSTING one minute laughing and the next minute running to the washroom in tears.

Definitely not a 'feel sorry for me day' just one filled with gratitude, love, heartache, worry, exhaustion, calmness, joy, stress and a great desire to become a hermit.

Have you ever experienced a moment in your life where maybe it's time to reevaluate and recenter?  I'm SO feeling that!  Funny how cancer a second time smacks you harder in the face than the first.  SO many things to do different.......maybe not different but better.......be healthier, love harder, concentrate more on giving service to my family.

1460 Days = 4 Years Cancer Free?

I have to admit this has been a tough one this year.  Maybe seems trivial to some but for me I question whether I can still celebrate a 4th year of breast cancer freedom even though I've just been diagnosed with another cancer. 

My breast cancer check ups are every six months for 5 years because they consider recurrence more likely to appear within the first five years of being diagnosed.  Endometrial cancer check ups are every 4 months for 3 years (at least to date that's what I've been told this could change).  For me these check ups were so close to being completed but looks like I've just been given an extension.

Don't get me wrong I'm grateful for much!  There is just a little bit of an underlying sadness I'm not quite able to shake - give me some time and I will.

Finding Out Not as Close to Cancer Freedom as Thought is Harsh

November 24th Les and I went to see my gynecologist for my 2 week follow up appointment.  As you know from a previous post we were waiting for a pathology report on my uterus.  Something that really wasn't a concern to my doctor considering I am ONLY 38 years old.  Well, the pure shock he was willing to show informed us the results were a concern.  The results came back telling us I have Endometrial Cancer. How VERY grateful I am that I booked this appointment on a day Les could come. I couldn't have done another one of those appointments on my own.

It truly was a surreal moment.  All I could think was REALLY I'm 38 years old and have already had breast cancer now this but at the same time I wasn't completely surprised (don't get me wrong there has been many tears since that moment).  The doctor was very grateful that he didn't continue to push the direction he wanted to go with the medical condition and grateful that I didn't back down once I knew what I knew needed to be done (that could have become a whole different story which we're not going to think about).  I knew something was wrong with my body. I just didn't know what.  Now we do.

Admittedly we left that appointment shell shocked with lots of unanswered questions and with a to do list of x-rays and blood work.  At this point we don't know the stage or grade but have asked to pick up a copy of the pathology report.  We don't know if the ovaries need to be removed (cancer agency will make that decision), what or if treatment will need to be done, whether I'll need to go to the cancer agency and whether it's a secondary cancer or breast cancer metastasis .  The three things we do know is that a year ago when I started having issues a biopsy of the uterus was taken and the results came back negative, the tumor is gone (the hysterectomy took care of that) and that I'll be seeing my gynecologist every 4 months for the next three years (I still have one more year left of seeing my family doctor every 6 months for breast cancer).

What's even harder then finding out you've got cancer again?  Having to tell family and friends.  This has definitely been harder then the first time (even though technically we think it's gone which is very good).  Once okay but really a 2nd time?!  Brutal.  I love those close to me so much it's SO hard to be a reason why they emotionally hurt I just want to take that pain away. 

November 29th - Les was able to pick up a copy of the pathology report today.  He tried yesterday but my file wasn't to be found and the doctor was in surgery all day, apparently he's known to take files home with him over the weekend.  Hmmm doctor thinking about me over the weekend is this a good thing or a bad thing!?  Anyway, file still wasn't there today but the secretary was able to have a copy faxed to her.  So.... what we now know via the report.  Uterine cancer more specifically endometrial adenocarcinoma (aka endometrial cancer) stage 1A and grade 1 (out of 3), cervix and fallopian tubes were clean.  Looks like we caught it early!  No mention of breast cancer so at this point we are guessing that this is a whole new cancer.  There are still many unanswered questions yet like what happens to the ovaries, other treatment, etc. and it looks like those questions won't be answered until I see the doctor again on the 22nd, unless we're called in sooner.

December 5th - After much thought we finally made the decision to sit down with the kids and explain what's going on.  I actually think they out of anyone were the easiest to talk to.  We've gotten through this once before as a family and we know we can do it again.

December 6th - Have been informed I have an invitation appointment for January 10th at the BC Cancer Agency. 

A Reminder

Going through medical records trying to find a certain document and I came across this (you might to need to click on it to read it better).......

Adrianna at the age of 8 wrote this

It NEVER gets old and ALWAYS makes me cry like a baby.   The interesting bit to this document is that I didn't know anything about it until the last day of grade 3.  She and I were throwing out a bunch of her old school work and I just happened to glance down at the right moment.  Behind closed doors that day I cried and cried and cried.  Oh, how I CHERISH this piece of paper.  It's one of very few emotional expressions I got from her throughout that whole experience.

I DON'T need reminders of what I went through but I DO need reminders of how much it affected ALL of us and at times still does.

Just a Quick Vent

For the most part our medical system has been INCREDIBLY good to me.  However, these past few weeks I've had frustrating moments.........  I couldn't book an appointment to see my Gynaecologist because it's been over 6 months; this meant needing to go back to my family doctor to have a new referral sent.  After seeing my Gynaecologist I've decided to check out some information myself (while he does his own research) with the Oncologist I had when going through breast cancer.  Not so simple.  Yes, I'm still in the BCCA System and always will be but can't actually talk to the Oncologist or any for that matter because I've been discharged.  So.....back to my family doctor to either a) get a referral to speak to the Oncologist or b) hope the doctor can phone the Oncologist and get the answers I'm needing (I'm aiming for this one).  If nothing else my family doctor must be getting paid well for all the visits I'm making just for referrals and that's my vent for the day!!

 **NOTE**Health issue is female related so no need to worry

1095 Days = 3 Years Cancer Free

I can't help but make note of this day. It has a spot in my heart - it's my day to celebrate - it's my very own National Holiday!

Admittedly nobody else seems to get it. Maybe it's just my own inner celebration at least that's how I feel when I end up fighting with everybody in my home and leave to spend this celebratory day somewhere else.

I LOVE my family and me hitting this day every year means I'm still here celebrating every moment of life with them. How special is that? VERY SPECIAL I tell you!!

Once a Year Is Feeling Like The Norm

Four days ago I went in for another surgery. Reconstructive surgery. We thought I was done but I had a falling implant that needed to be raised so in again (hopefully for the last time).

Eli has really struggled with this surgery. Its meant an unwell mom over his birthday, which meant his birthday plans wouldn't go as he had hoped. It meant dealing with cancer again or at least in his mind it is because the surgery wouldn't be needed if it wasn't for the cancer I got 3 years ago. It really sucks to have to see a child deal with adult issues. Maybe it wouldn't have been a big deal for him had it gone as originally planned? Originally I was suppose to have surgery March 10th but unexpectedly it was bumped up 3 weeks, which not only landed two days before my son's 9th birthday but also right in the midst of the 2010 Vancouver Olympics. Something tells me he still would have been affected because it's Eli, it's who he is. His emotions are at the surface and I'm glad that we teach him to express those emotions no matter how sad they sometimes make me.

I'm struggling too. Kind of bummed that I'm too tired (exhausted is more like it) and sore to head downtown to check out all the festivities of the Olympics. Mind you on another note shocked that Adrianna is telling us it's a waste of money to go downtown and that we can just watch everything on the internet (she's truly her fathers daughter!).

Of course who makes everything all better? Two fantastic children and an incredibly amazing husband who has the most kind hearted parents. Because of the change in surgery date it landed right in the middle of Les's holidays. As always he's my hero cooking, cleaning, listening, supporting and the list goes on. I truly have the best husband EVER!! With out hesitation again my in-laws have stepped up to the plate and spent a couple days with us (they're home now). One to help out in whatever way needed and two to help Eli have a fantastic birthday. THANK YOU as always your generosity and love overwhelm me.

I'm not recovering as fast as I normally do but everything is healing well. Soon it'll be over and life will be back to the everyday grind so for now I've got my feet up and I'm thoroughly enjoying the Olympics (on the internet). GO CANADA GO!!

730 days = 2 Years Cancer Free

I find it hard to believe that TODAY marks my 2nd anniversary of being cancer free WAHOO!!

For the most part life has continued on and I try hard to not take things for granted. I still have to deal with some minor health issues but as I said MINOR and definitely nothing to complain about. When I hear of others who are only give months or even days to live, especially if they are young and have young children I have a very difficult time. Mostly, I have a difficult time accepting that I get to continue living a perfectly normal life while a young child or husband has to come to terms with losing a loved one. That is very very hard. I am so grateful for the gospel in my life, to know that families are forever that is what brings me peace.

Spending time with my siblings and their families always reminds how LUCKY and GRATEFUL I am to have them in my life and to be able to still have those moments. Most of all I'm so BLESSED to still be able to share my life with such an incredible husband and to two fantastic children. I am so THANKFUL.

Unexpected Kindness - The Best Kind!

A thoughtful heart brought me the above

Let me explain. There is a lady that visits me fairly regularly who is Jehovah Witness, her partners often change but she is always consistent (the visits started when I was going through chemo). She knows my religious views and never says anything that would offend but comes to see how I am and to share an uplifting message. I'm sure most close the door before she can even utter a full sentence but her kindness and soft nature keeps my door open.

While I was in the hospital she stopped by only to find out I was having surgery. She showed up this morning with her usual reading material, a bag of chocolate and a heartfelt message that she was thinking of me and hoping recovery is going well! Sometimes you just never know where the caring hand you need is going to come from.

May Brings Big Changes

We're not even half way through the month and already it's been very busy with lots of change. In somewhat of an order here it goes:

1. I had surgery on the 29th of April but not just any surgery this was THE surgery! Yes, reconstruction is complete the implants were inserted and nipples created (eventually I'll get the areola tattooed (I know way too much info but you got it anyway)). I've had one follow up appointment and everything looks well and is healing well. I'll have another follow up in a couple weeks. Almost exactly two years from mastectomy to reconstruction. What a journey it has been and how grateful I am! Of course we can't forget to mention how grateful we are to Martie (MIL), as always she drops everything to come and take such good care of us all. Thank you.
2. Eli can tie his shoes!! While grandma was taking such good care of us we asked her to teach Eli how to tie his shoes because everything we tried wasn't working. It took grandma a whole 3 minutes to teach him. I swear she has some sort of magic touch because it worked with Adrianna too (back in grade 1). Again, thank you :)
3. The kids started their 3rd term of school. We had so much fun together in April it's been hard to get back into a routine and send them off to school.
4. Adrianna turned 10! It really is true when they say time goes fast. I'm trying to soak it all in but feel like I'm not getting it all.
5. The BIGGEST change in our family is the fact that in a couple days Les works his last day at Cooper's Foods. He starts back up with Save-On Foods next week located in North Vancouver. Yes, he has to go from no commute to commuting but the long term outcomes are way too great to pass it up. It's been fun to watch his excitement he's going to the busiest store in the chain and will go from a couple employees to just over 20 employees. I know he's up to the challenge and will do a fantastic job!

Well....I think that's it in a nutshell!

A New Piece of Clothing...Not So Attractive

Les and I went and saw my Radiation Oncologist for the last time at the end of February. While there I was given the thumbs up, which means no more appointments at the cancer agency just the regular 6 months check ups with my family doctor (unless of course the cancer comes back (his words)).

However, while there we did find out that my right arm is a little bit larger then my left, which means its showing very mild signs of lymphedema. So a prescription was given for me to purchase a jobst lymphedema sleeve (pictured).

This is really for preventative measures. I have to wear it when playing racket sports (no more casual ball bouncing off the school walls - sleeve must be worn); I have to wear it when flying (like flights are in the near future but I must remember to wear the sleeve) and three whenever I'm doing heavy exertion (apparently cleaning my house isn't considered heavy exertion so that's good).

Anyway, not so excited about the sleeve but VERY excited about the thumbs up!