Another Major Surgery Coming Up

I’ll be having Major surgery this coming Monday to deal with a number of tumors that have been causing severe, long-standing problems. I’m still healing from the scalp surgery and skin graft, but am in dire need of more surgery… Three different surgeons will be operating on me, in 4 different areas, but I will still be closed up with numerous masses remaining that they unfortunately won’t remove.

I have an extremely large mass on the left lobe of my liver that has been restricting my ability to eat for months, as it’s pressing directly against my stomach. My ribs are flaring and separating, muscles and nerves stretching and pulling apart, spine/ribs/back/muscles being strained, and I cannot get or stay comfortable in really any position.

An orthopedic surgeon is planning to remove a large and bothersome mass from my glute, and another from the back of my shoulder. A gyn-onc will be removing a very sensitive mass on my vulva.

There are numerous other masses in the abdomen and pelvis that the hepatobiliary surgeon does not feel are appropriate to remove right now due to increased risk of complications. Despite the fact they are all causing pain and symptoms, and they will be cutting my entire abdomen open, this surgery is viewed as simply palliative by modern medicine.

We are struggling immensely with the weight, stress, grief, anxiety, frustration, helplessness, and anger of all of this. I have been working SO UNBELIEVABLY HARD for SO LONG to heal. From February to June I was doing daily IV infusions between home and my integrative physician’s clinic. Doing so many therapies it would make your heads spin.. many of them helping me feel better and giving us hope that we were finally moving in the right direction. But somehow it all became too much and rather than helping me heal and feel better, tumor site pain suddenly picked up significantly, and the more I did, the more the pain and tumor swelling progressed. So I unfortunately had to pull back on almost everything in June, and have the scalp masses removed because I could barely sleep from severe pain anymore. I still haven’t been able to resume most of the therapies due to worsening of already severe tumor site pain each time I try again.

So now I’m in this place where the surgery will alleviate some suffering, but possibly not enough that will allow me to resume any of the treatments that were previously helping me.

No one in conventional medicine sees an answer for me. I’m struggling to get requested consults or considerations for newer or less invasive/less toxic treatments that could help me, but they’ll happily offer me chemo that has terrible odds of working and fantastic odds of killing me. The conventional oncology system is broken in our country. They seem to have zero interest in trying to uncover the true root causes, and instead spend billions trying to find new ways to treat the symptoms (tumors) rather than solving the underlying causes and how to reverse them while healing the patient as a whole. I shouldn’t have to spend nearly every waking hour of my life doing my own research, paying thousands upon thousands of dollars out of pocket for every integrative consult and therapy, and experimenting on myself to try to survive. I am not blaming any one institution here; it is Everywhere in our country (and many other countries as well). This isn’t to say I’m ungrateful for the treatments I have needed, but if true root causes were researched the way pharmaceuticals are, recurrences and stage IV terminal diagnoses would be nothing like what they are today.

It seems to me now that many people see me as a lost cause. As a story character whose fate was sealed with the original diagnosis. But I don’t, nor have I ever, seen myself that way. What I do see and hear and feel (deeply) is the fear and preconceived notions that people (typically providers) have about me. I am extremely sensitive to people talking to me and making treatment decisions as if my ending has already been written. I have plenty enough fear and grief already. I know the odds are stacked against me. But that doesn’t mean I don’t still believe in myself or in miracles.

We are struggling immensely with all of this. Despite all we’ve been through, it unfortunately just seems to continue to get harder. I have extremely limited physical capacity right now, mental capacity is beyond its maximum between the severe pain and stress, and I need to do an insane amount of preparation for surgery and my hospital stay. My body wants to rest but cannot find a way to get comfortable to do so, and my heart just wants to be with Brandon and the kids, but my mind pulls me in a million directions while the pain and debilitating fatigue are screaming at me no matter what I do. Brandon continues to work full-time and try to carry me, the kids, the house, and everything else.

We appreciate your kind words, prayers, and support, but please understand we are drowning and oftentimes trying to respond to even a quick message is just too much for us right now. Please understand it is Not personal, and your kindness is noted, taken to heart, and very much appreciated.

As always, I will do my best to share a post-op update when I am able.

Thank you ❤️‍🩹

Scan Updates 💔

This past week’s scans did not go as we had hoped. Far from it, actually. Despite my best efforts, the cancer has progressed. I now have 2 significantly sized lesions in my liver, and a couple more questionable spots elsewhere. It’s been a difficult week of extremely difficult discussions and emotions.

I had my 3rd radiation treatment on Thursday. Once this round is complete (still currently scheduled for a total of 8 treatments), the road is murky. Due to the sizes of the liver lesions, they are not good candidates for interventional radiology procedures or radiation. I am awaiting a surgical consult with the surgeon who did my last abdominal surgery. While I have no interest in going through a 3rd massive abdominal surgery, if these spots are even resectable, it may be necessary.

I met with my oncologist yesterday to have a discussion I’ve been fearing for years. We have reached a difficult point in my health care plan: whether or not to do chemo again. There is no cure for leiomyosarcoma. I have known this all along. Every patient is different, however. Some need a surgery or a few treatments, they reach stability or a state of having no evidence of disease, and they can stay there… sometimes for years, sometimes indefinitely. I have always intended to be one of those patients. Unfortunately, these last several months have shown acceleration of disease I’ve never had, and it has continued to get worse.

Conventional oncology here in the US can offer surgery, radiation, chemo, and sometimes interventional radiology procedures to remove, slow, or stop lesions. But they have no way of making it go away for good. None of these treatments get to the root cause, nor can they attack circulating or cancer stem cells. It’s essentially sustaining a game of whack-a-mole as long as you can. The final Hail Mary can sometimes include chemo. We discussed this in depth yesterday.

In my case, the goal/hope with chemo would be to stabilize existing spots and hopefully stop new spots from popping up. This is best case scenario. There would be a small chance of decrease in size for existing spots, but it isn’t the usual outcome for LMS patients. None of this is news to me, but it was good to get confirmation and better understand the realistic expectations.

If there was stability or shrinkage and I was tolerating the treatment, then I’d just stay on it indefinitely until it stopped working or I no longer tolerated it. So, essentially, once you get on that chemo train, you stay on it until it derails, then try another train, until that one derails or you don’t tolerate it, etc, likely indefinitely. Meanwhile, the train is dragging you beneath it, beating you up the whole way… and after how poorly I tolerated chemo the first time, and how weak I have already been these past several months, the idea sounds terrifying and frankly not safe.

My oncologist understands why I am hesitant to do it, and said that whatever I decide, she will support me however she can and that she wishes she had more and better options to offer me..

I don’t know that I want to board the train. I have to weigh the known high risks with the possibility of stability, but only with continued use, and only if I tolerated it…

It has very much come to the point now where I need to figure this out on my own, receive God’s blessings of a tremendous miracle, or this may be the beginning of the end.

Brandon and I have been working hard together to review my protocol, going back through all our notes and prior ideas… things I’ve tried that could be modified or restarted, things we hoped I wouldn’t need to resort to, continuing to think outside the box and prioritize as best we can. I’ve been going back and forth with my integrative team, bringing new providers and therapies on board for the last few weeks… we are feeling like we still have some solid ideas that all have research and/or strong anecdotal evidence to support… but it is scary as F!!!!!!!! And expensive!! Insurance doesn’t pay for wellness, unfortunately 🙄😤. And the stress?? There is no way to describe it.

These past few weeks my priority in choosing therapies and regimens has been Wellness. How can I not just “attack” cancer but also Deeply HEAL my body and mind! I continue to read stories of miraculous remissions to give me a dose of hope to keep going. I look at my husband and kids and it GUTS me to think about leaving them behind. So through the tears and heartbreak I keep researching, keep reading and experimenting on myself. Praying to God, my angels, and ancestors to Please guide me! Please heal me! Please help me so that I can be here, healthy, to live a long life with my family.

I am terrified of the possible pain and suffering, but I’m not a stranger to that. I don’t need to be told I’m strong. I Know I am. And I don’t want to have to be! I’ve been strong long enough!! But the thing that haunts me the most is the thought of leaving my family when we still have so much life to live together.

I am not asking for anything right now, but pretty please don’t put the onus on me to tell you how you can help.. I so VERY much appreciate the offers, but in all honesty, I can barely get through the day, and I don’t have the mental capacity to try to think anymore than I already need to. If it moves you, please join me in prayer. We are continuing to spend a lot of money on experimental therapies. We are driving long distances most days so are going through a lot of gas and wear and tear on the car. I am trying to eat as healthfully as possible, but our schedule is chaotic and requires immense flexibility, so life is rarely plannable for us anymore.

If there is a supplement or medication or protocol out there, I have likely tried it and/or am doing it… Brandon keeps reminding me that if beating this were easy, they would have figured it out by now. I’ve been trying to get beyond cancer for 5 fricken years. I am beyond exhausted and hanging on by a thread of hope most of the time. But I know that that thread, however thin, will keep me working so that I can stay here with my husband and kids for as long as I possibly can.

Proton Radiation #2 Complete

You think this Election Day is stressful? Try adding in radiation treatment and More scans on top of it all 😭 Stressed to the max today and doing my best to relax in whatever possible ways I can.. including a high dose of Valium 🥴 Treatment #2 is done, and now I’m waiting for end-of-day CT of chest, abdomen, and pelvis. Planning to meet with the rad onc again on Thursday to discuss the scan results.

Please send up those prayers and good vibes for great scan results and peace while I wait for them. The collective anxiety of our country can be felt today, and I hope everyone is doing their best to take care of themselves and each other ❤️

1st Proton Radiation Complete

I finally completed my first proton radiation treatment today. It’s been a rough week with continued unexpected hurdles. There was unnecessary stress simply getting insurance approval for this type of treatment. Then once that was figured out, we went down to Rochester on Wednesday prepared to begin, but the pre-treatment scan showed the lung mass grew and changed enough that the whole plan needed to be reconfigured. I have been devastated and disheartened. How could the stupid spot change That much in less than 2 weeks?! So we were sent home after I’d already been locked into the table and mask for a painfully long time. Unfortunately, they weren’t able to get the new plan recalculated for today’s treatment, but in talking with the radiation oncologist, it seemed to make more sense to just start attacking what we Could to avoid further delays. By next Tuesday, we should have the updated plan ready to go for treatments going forward. At this point I’m not sure how many total treatments I’ll need. The original plan was for me to be done on November 18th; now I’m not sure. The schedule is such a mess, it changes all the time, and it’s making it nearly impossible to plan the hundred other appointments I need to squeeze in, not to mention all the driving back and forth, the usual to-dos, and trying to spend time with the kids… oh, and, rest?!?

I want to be done with oncology. Forever. I want this all to be a distant memory. To be healed physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. To be living a life outside of constant terror and fear.

In the meantime, I’m diving into some aggressive healing therapies I haven’t tried yet. Cost and time have been the biggest barriers, but damn it all to hell at this point! I want to live!! I want to heal!! I’m doing Everything I can to be here as long as I possibly can, to have a Good quality of life, and Enjoy it with my husband and kids!

We appreciate your prayers and support for peace, healing, calm, love, and divine guidance as we continue this journey 💜

More Radiation Needed 🥺

This past week has been incredibly stressful as we’ve had to navigate yet another shit storm of cancer.

I need radiation to an aggressive lung nodule in my left upper lobe. We’re going to try proton therapy this time, in the hopes that it will cause minimal collateral damage to my heart and other vital structures. We’ll also be attempting every other day treatments, and playing around with my meds to see if we can avoid a terrifying cardiac episode like last time 😓 The plan is start October 30 (the day before Sloane’s birthday 😢).

I’ve been exploring some new possible ways to strengthen my system in preparation for more treatment, and desperately trying to keep my mental health in check. Terror, grief, despair, anger, sadness, depression, anxiety, panic… they don’t even begin to describe the emotions constantly swirling in my mind. I keep saying, no human is meant to deal with this much trauma for this long. Knowing that the trauma and stress are further weakening my ability to heal is a complete mind F*! It’s all just a swirling labyrinth of shit.

As usual, I am inundated with more possible avenues of action. Drugs, herbs, protocols, therapies, confusing and conflicting research every which way… the stress of it all is beyond overwhelming. And NO ONE knows the answer. But the overwhelm needs to be managed, because that is also delaying healing 🙄🙄😤

Complicated and frustrating don’t even scratch the surface. This is beyond maddening.

I am asking God, the Universe, my angels, ancestors, and my prayer warriors: Please lift us up as we move forward through the continued unknown. I want to Heal!!! I am meant for more!!

Every day I affirm: I am healthy. I am whole. I am cancer-free.

I believe there are better days ahead. I am trying to allow, rather than chase, the positive vibrations and outcomes I desire. But fear rears its ugly head and I struggle to keep moving forward.

None of this has gotten easier. The trauma and terror have become familiar, but they are not my friends. My mind and body are trying to protect me.. but at what cost?! I want to live. Heal. Flourish. Thank you God, angels, and ancestors for continuing to guide the way ❤️‍🩹

Surgery This Week & Many Unknowns

The celebrations and little joys of summer were short-lived.. I only got a couple weeks of feeling human again before I ended up in the emergency room twice in the last week, with lots of unanswered questions and a current plan for surgery this Thursday 😩

The “indeterminate” spot in my left axilla from the July 1 scans has grown quite a bit during the last few weeks, pressing on my brachial plexus and intercostal nerves, causing quite a bit of pain and nerve symptoms. There is also another new, suspicious spot on my left scapula. The hope is to have this all taken care of with surgery on Thursday.

I had to go back to the ED yesterday because of worsening pelvic and groin pain, to find out I have a 6cm ovarian cyst 🤯 After a verrrrrry long day, ovarian torsion was reasonably ruled out and I was allowed to go home.

I’ve also been having new pain in my right axilla/shoulder, but they couldn’t do an MRI yesterday, so waiting to hear back when that can be done.. and need to follow closely for the ovarian cyst (including more imaging and probable consult with gyn-onc), meanwhile praying that it goes away on its own quickly and doesn’t result in torsion or rupture 😩

I continue to be in quite a bit of pain from everything, and the stress and anxiety are through the Roof! I am SO F*ing sick of this rollercoaster of shit!!

I expect to be hearing from a lot of providers in the coming days as we make plans for what’s next. I appreciate prayers for this to all be resolved quickly and easily, for peace and healing. All the plans we had for the remainder of the summer (including our wedding anniversary, the fair, waterpark, walks, etc) are completely shot to shit now. Emotionally, I am not in a good place. I am trying hard to focus on the kids, Brandon, and the little moments of less pain and peace, but they are hard to come by. I want to heal from all of this 😭. I want so badly to be healthy so that I can enjoy life with my family and we can do even simple things together without being insanely stressed or in a lot of pain. The fears and unknowns are terrible. I want to live a long, healthy life with my family. Cancer needs to F* off!!!

Doing My Best

I have tried to write a meaningful post nearly every day since getting home from radiation, and I still don’t quite know what to say. I don’t have the capacity, nor do I think it appropriate, to lie. However, telling the truth will likely result in people checking in with our family and friends to see if I’m ok, so please let me preface this by saying: I am doing my best. My providers are aware. I have probably tried or looked into the majority of suggestions people have. This is simply what my life is like right now. I am posting because I know people are concerned and/or wondering.

I feel unwell. Physically, emotionally, mentally, and spiritually. It is 2:24pm as I draft this post, and I have not been able to get dressed, do anything with my hair, brush my teeth, or do Anything other than wash my face, eat a few things that didn’t require prep work, and do a few stretches today. Every time I get up to, say, use the bathroom, I am met with this overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, discomfort, and an inexplicable feeling that I Need to sit back down. I’m lightheaded and nearly pass out with standing up, 10 hours in bed isn’t enough, I have horrific nausea and an inability to eat more than a few bites of food without my body rejecting it. Since getting home from radiation less than a month ago, I have unintentionally lost approximately 15 lbs… thus far. I know most of this is muscle mass because I can’t consume enough protein to maintain it.

Every single day is a struggle. When I have appointments, I have to painfully force myself to do things in order to get out of the house, but typically feel worse because I have to keep ignoring my body’s pleas to sit down and stop doing. Once home, I typically cannot get off the couch for usually about 2 hours. Some days I feel better in the afternoons and have maybe 2-3 hours where I can get a few things accomplished. This is usually the time of day when I either get dressed for a few hours, or change into a new pair of pajamas. I’m sure some of you are thinking: That sounds great! Sit around all day in your pjs?! Sure, there are certainly worse ways to spend your day. But this has become my Life as of late, not because I Want to, but because I have no choice, and I am very sad, scared, and depressed. I absolutely cannot tolerate any further aggressive treatments right now. I can’t even tolerate eating food to keep me going each day.

I had another echo and met with a new cardiologist a couple weeks ago. My heart function appears to have declined further since radiation, which is no surprise given what happened. However, before deciding how aggressive we’ll be with treatment, I need a cardiac MRI to ensure we have the most accurate function of my heart. They only have 1 machine and are booked out, so I won’t be getting that done until end of August.

I am in pain, short of breath, intolerant to exercise, lost in brain fog, struggling with horrendous exhaustion, unable to maintain a comfortable body temperature, and still dealing with all the limitations from spinal surgery and radiation. I don’t think it’s necessary to detail it all out, as I’m sure you can begin to imagine how and why my mental, emotional, and spiritual health are all struggling as well.

My next scans and appointments with Mayo are stretched out over the course of a week, which is incredibly annoying… my appointments will be from June 28 through end of day July 3. Great way to head into the holiday weekend here in the U.S.😒😤🙄

I realize this post probably doesn’t sound a whole lot like me… but I don’t feel much like myself anymore anyway. My poor husband and kids have had to watch me struggle to get through each day, to cry and cry because I can’t do the things I want, or even Need to do, and be ok with everything changing More because mom can’t tolerate much of anything. I absolutely Hate having to take life day by day. And after 4.5 years of being forced to do that against my will, now I have to take things hour by hour, sometimes minute by minute. I do not have the luxury of planning anything for the future. As human beings, we thrive on having things to which we can look forward… I have fear and terror of what could happen. With a teeny tiny sliver of hope that I am Really struggling to maintain.

But every day, I get up with the commitment to TRY my best, despite. Hoping and praying that things will start to get better. That I will get better. That I will shock everyone and heal myself.

I don’t know what tomorrow will bring.. I don’t even know if I’ll manage to get dressed today. I am annoyed that it’s taken me an hour to write this post… I forget what I’m saying and doing while I’m in the process of saying/doing, so writing, reading, and talking are all more challenging now, too.

I want to post more, to be helpful to others, or perhaps even inspire.. but lately I can barely help myself, so I guess that’s where I need to continue to focus my energy and attention for now.

Maybe someday soon I’ll figure out how to manage this struggle better, but for now I need to preserve the little bit of energy I have.

Thank you for your prayers. I appreciate them and you. I will continue to pray for and affirm: Better days ahead! 🙏🌻

Radiation Plans

Tomorrow is radiation simulation day. I’ll head to Mayo for radiation planning and get an updated chest CT since my previous scans were already 6 weeks ago. The rad onc wants the most up-to-date imaging before beginning treatment.

The current plan is to start radiation next Monday, continue daily on weekdays, and finish on January 31st, for a total of 8 treatments. To say I’m dreading it is an understatement.

I’ve been pushing hard with my protocol, praying and hoping every day that it’s Miracle time. That the scans will show shrinkage of lung nodules and I can call to cancel treatments. Am I crazy? Maybe. But I think I’d be crazier to not try, to not hope and pray for healing.

I’ve been doing my very best to stay present with my kids and husband. To distract myself and not spiral every single day while feeling defeated and overwhelmed. I’m struggling with a lot of continued issues from surgery and spinal radiation… but feeling a little bit stronger overall… which is a big reason I don’t want to do any more treatments! I just want to continue to get and feel better.

But I want to live. So I will do what I must to make that the most likely outcome.

I’ll update later this week if anything changes, otherwise you’ll probably hear from me next week. Thank you in advance for the prayers and support! 💜

Scan Updates

Unfortunately, not the good news we were hoping to receive today. The chest CT shows that the 5 untreated lung nodules have continued to grow. One in particular has grown more rapidly than the others, and is now the largest of them all (11×10 mm). It is near the heart, airway, and major blood vessels, so safe treatment options are limited.

At this point, it sounds like thoracic surgery would recommend against surgical intervention, we’re waiting to hear from interventional radiology (but it is likely they will say treatment is too risky to the area), and radiation oncology thinks we could treat with SBRT again (same type of radiation I had to the other lung nodule & my spine).

I also have the options of oral chemo (no, thank you!) or waiting and watching… as much as I would love to do no treatments right now, if the nodule continues to grow at its recent rate, we risk it affecting the heart/airway/blood vessels, and therefore making treatment even more challenging.

Radiation would involve 8 treatments since they have to be extra careful with the location. Lots of potential side effects…but it doesn’t really seem like I have much for options.

The scans showed No other new concerning changes, which is great!… But right now I’m trying to wrap my head around all of this. I don’t want more treatments 🥺😢 Worst of all, I have to endure the treatments, add to the recovery process, all the while knowing there are other nodules present, growing, and also needing treatment 😩

I now have to wait to hear back if anyone else has input about plausible treatment options. Otherwise, I’ll likely be moving forward with scheduling radiation for after Christmas.

I’m trying not to spiral into the deep, dark abyss right now… I hate cancer and I’m so tired of all of this. The constant fear and overwhelming grief are a constant in my life now. I know it’s going to take time to come to terms with all of this… I still haven’t come to terms with the whole spinal saga, to be honest.

I don’t have any uplifting thoughts or words of hope at this time… I’m just going to continue praying and working for a cure.

TV’s Effect on Mood

Cancer can mess with every single aspect of your life. Mental health is one of the most notable areas that can be affected, which I’m sure comes as no surprise to most of you. Since my metastatic diagnosis earlier this year, I have found it particularly difficult to manage my anxiety, PTSD, and depression. It is literally an everyday battle, trying to keep my head above water… it’s just a matter of How difficult each day (or hour) will be that varies.

One of the things I have come to find (much too late in life, in my opinion), is how significantly my mood can be impacted by what my mind is consuming. Now, for some of you that might seem like a no-brainer. For me, it took a while to figure it out.

I have always been what some would call “tender-hearted.” I’ve never been one to enjoy scary movies or even action/thriller films. My body can’t seem to tell the difference between a real threat and something I’m watching on TV. My heart will start racing, I’ll be sweating, and I’ll be on my phone to distract myself (or possibly even Googling the plot/outcome to help ease my anxiety rather than wait and watch it unfold). Why, then, did I not think this issue applied to all other genres and moods?

Now, I Love me some Grey’s Anatomy and Outlander, but do my body and mood love them? Hell no! Even if I’ve watched the same episode more than once, I still cry, get nervous, sweaty, anxious, etc. And it doesn’t just go away once I turn off the show. Those physical and mental changes stick with me, and can even interrupt my sleep! Sounds a bit bizarre, to some of you, I’m sure. Now, I know with 100% certainty that these are TV shows/movies. I know that these actors are actually alive and well and living very different lives from their characters on the screen. But the emotions were triggered, and they don’t like to leave or change easily.

So, what do I do? I watch FEEL GOOD shows!… Which means almost exclusively comedies. I can enjoy the occasional Rom-Com (especially if it’s one I’ve seen and enjoyed before), but if I’m not laughing, I know I probably shouldn’t be watching it unless I want to deal with the repercussions.

Thankfully, I married a guy with a similar and fantastic sense of humor, so we have a lot of fun exploring new shows together and rewatching some of our favorites. This gives me something I can look forward to each day, and lightens my mood a bit, no matter how upset or worked up I might be.

Right now Brandon and I are watching the CBS version of Ghosts. It is light-hearted, clever, and funny. The characters are endearing, and there’s even some dark humor now and then, for which I do have an appreciation 😏. We’ll definitely be watching the BBC version of Ghosts once we get caught up with this one.

If any of you are looking for some suggestions in the comedy or feel-good TV genres, here is a list of our/my favorites:

30 Rock
Arrested Development
Big Bang Theory
Brooklyn Nine-Nine
Community
Dead to Me (dark humor)
Flight of the Conchords
Friends
Golden Girls
Last Man on Earth
The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel
New Girl
Parks & Recreation
Queer Eye (never Not cried from an episode, but so so feel-good!)
Raising Hope
Scrubs (will still make me cry, but is overall feel-good)
Schitt’s Creek
Ted Lasso (Umm, the Best)
The Good Place
Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt

We have watched all of these multiple times – I think we’ve made it through all of Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt at least 4 or 5 times now, including the movie. I’ll also admit that I’ve seen every episode of Friends and Golden Girls probably over 20 times, and I still rewatch them regularly. Can you say “comfort shows?!”

What are some of your favorite feel-good TV shows that I don’t have listed here? We’re always looking for new ones to add to our queue!