Besides happy teachers, another exciting thing to end my school year, I was a winner of a health challenge that started at the beginning of the year. A challenge to live a healthy lifestyle. I accepted the challenge early, and even continued through my chemo. Drink water, exercise, eat more veggies, fruit, walk, healthy stuff.......whatever it takes.
I now am the proud owner of a $500 gift certificate to Wheel and Sprocket!! I plan on buying a bike, something I've wanted to do for awhile now. This is going to keep me on the path of healthy living and losing the rest of the weight I need to get in my healthy range and maintain muscle mass. These are very important to preventing my cancer from returning. I've read so much about the need to maintain a healthy weight, eat a low fat diet, and exercise to help prevent reoccurance and Breast Cancer itself. Don't want that.........so if you see Lola and I around, wave Hi ;)
Hubby and I went to Florida for a week to enjoy sunshine and our motorcycle. It was nice to get away. Having been trapped in a house for several months was hard. Needed my Vitamin D as well. Was suppose to have been a celebratory trip of being done with chemo. Not so much, darn white cells. Educational moment.......Link Vitamin D deficiency and Breast Cancer, can there be a link? Maybe....I know I have been deficient for a very long time. So get out there for a few minutes a day and soak up that sun.....a few minutes, and wear UV protection. Don't want skin Cancer, sucks as bad if not worse. So my next topic. As I sit here enjoying my last day of vacation, some survivor remorse. I belong to many boards online of people like me that have had or have breast cancer. This past week two women lost their battle. I did not know them, nor did I arrive on the board in time to establish a friendship, but my Facebook feed lit up with condolences and heartfelt loss from long-standing members. These women both fought bravely for some time. I feel guilty for being glad it wasn't me. I feel guilty that I am doing so well on my first leg. I certainly wouldn't want anyone to feel guilty if it was me. It's something I will have to work through with my Therapist and other survivors. I will be contacting ABCD shortly as I also have anxiety about upcoming surgery. So, how do you be happy you are alive and well(ish), sad for the lost "sister", and happy that the percentages weren't more in their favor than yours???
I also discovered a peeve of mine that has recently surfaced. I don't get all the negativity I have been reading on my discussion boards. This diagnosis sucks, really and truly sucks. I have many fears like anyone else. Maybe I'm on a high from my recent MRI, but even before that, even at the beginning I have done everything I can to remain positive and forward thinking with this diagnosis. I admit there were days, and will be more, sitting on the couch tired of being sick. But, I have read so many posts of "Why me?" "Whoa is me". "I'm not going to survive this", etc. I guess these are for us to bitch where someone will undersand, or simply listen, but too much is simply, too much. If you see me getting that way, and always down, or self pitying.....Slap me back to reality. Please. Makes me want to work with them and find out why or try and fix it....but I'm not a therapist. It is disheartening to those of us that are trying to remain very positive and proactive to survive.
So enough bitching. I feel good going into my final three chemos. Things are working there and it elates me. I am also looking forward to some time to let my body recuperate before putting it through another very hard leg of this battle. A friend and co-worker put together a Poker Run/Benefit for me knowing riding is one of my greatest warm weather pleasures. She planned it when I would be recuperating, she was close, darn white cells. It is appreciated, but wasn't necessary to go to this extent. Again, another simple gathering that got bigger like January. So if you want to add to the fun, this is where I'll be ;)
Surgery lingers on my mind now that we are closer. My surgeon appointment is on the 28th. Then it really is real. I read how they take everything out and wonder how I will be once seeing a flat chest full of scars. Again, something that needs to be worked through. I've gotten to be a pain baby as well so this should be interesting........
My eyelashes returned!!! How could I forget to say that first!! They are really short and kind of wild, but they're there!
The hair is returning in full fuzzy force as well.....say that 10 times straight........
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