I have been thinking about this a lot because of the cancer and
the chemo. I went to the Redondo Beach
Cancer Support Center last week and got to listen to the diagnosis stories of
the other 7 or so people there for the orientation and I left feeling so lucky
about my diagnosis. I am so lucky I caught
it early. I am so lucky it did not
spread to my lymph nodes. I am so lucky
I have already had and breastfed my kids.
I am so lucky I don’t have to work while I go through this. I am so lucky I’m insured. I am so lucky my surgery was a success AND
that I opted for a bilateral mastectomy considering they found pre-cancer in
the non cancer side. Right now, I am so
lucky I am having such an easy reaction to chemo. A lot of people are telling me it’s because I’m
so strong. I can tell you with 100% certainty
that this is not the case. I am a scared
baby and I don’t like pain. Something
about my body and the way I am built SO FAR is not having a terrible time with
the chemo and I am incredibly grateful for this LUCK.
So the other thought I am having is around the law of
attractions. I do wonder if there isn’t something
to that…like I am so thankful for the luck in this diagnosis and maybe some of
that optimism or openness is also attracting positive things my way. I have kind of always believed positivity attracts
positivity, but we all know I am not always positive. SO who knows, lots of stuff rolling around my
brain similar to the whole question of WHY I got this. Maybe this is just my way of reconciling the
whole ordeal or making it easier. I don’t
know. Just a lot of thinking and a lot
of being thankful that things aren’t worse.
I also saw the plastic surgeon this week and they finally took out the stitches. I go back next week for my first fill...let the boob growing begin! He released me for all physical activity which I have been desperately waiting for, so I had my first post-surgery run this week and met with our trainer twice. All the exercise felt amazing!!! It is such a privilege to be able to exercise, and exercise really is my cure all. Not much makes me feel as good as a great workout and a hot shower.
My hair is starting to feel super dry like straw and like it is dying. That is what I worry about every day. How am I going to face the world bald? Will I face the world bald or will be a recluse for 6 months. The oncologist says I should start losing it somewhere between weeks three and five so anytime after St. Patrick’s Day. Boo!
Monday we meet with a dietician to do an overall review of our diet against cancer risk and also to address eating during chemo, which as I previously mentioned has not been an issue. I want to eat 24/7. It is hard to reel that in...I guess at least I don't crave sugar. Just meat. Lots and lots of meat. and eggs and bacon. We also meet with the oncologist late in the day Monday to discuss the chemo, any adverse reactions and prepare for cycle two which starts next Friday with the blood work, and then the steroids over the weekend and then the infusion next Monday, on St. Patrick’s Day. I guess I’ll be having green Gatorade instead of beer. :)
A week from today is our Santa Barbara breast cancer walk. I am so proud of our team Boob-a-Bliss-cious which has raised $1,200, exceeding our team goal by 20% and I actually tripled my personal fundraising goal. It should be fun. My first 10K since before I had kids, and the fact that I am doing it while undergoing chemo makes me think I am crazy, but I figure if I can deal with cancer I can freaking run 6 miles, right? We’ll see.
I think that’s it. I could never say thank you enough for all the support I continue to receive. I did want to share these two pics of great cards I received recently. Enjoy. Thanks for reading!
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