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Breast Cancer Awareness

October 27, 2014

Breast Cancer Awareness #6

October 5, 2014 - In Marina, California

October 5, 2014 – In Marina, California

Today is Breast Cancer Awareness Day. As you know, I make a list on this day of all the reasons I—personally—am aware of breast cancer:

1. I am still seeing my massage therapist to prevent the lymphedema in my right arm (following a mastectomy) from getting any worse.

2. I am a little more aware of my bucket list than the average Joe.

3. I’ve grown my hair out this year, just because I can.

4. I wear too much eye makeup every day, because I treasure my eyelashes.

5.  To this day, I cannot watch the scene in “John Adams” where his daughter has a mastectomy (without painkillers!).

6. I am very aware of the women around me that have not been so fortunate in their own cancer journey.

7. I wonder, once again, why breast cancer gets more “air-time” than the rest of all the other cancers.

8. I’m very emotional every holiday, every get-together with family, every meeting with friends, because I didn’t think I would live this long.

9. I am very conscious of my weight/health, because I’d like to not go through the whole cancer experience again.

10. I still tiptoe through life waiting for the bomb to drop.

By |October 2014|Breast Cancer Awareness|

July 14, 2014

Celebrating the Last Graduate

June 5, 2014

June 5, 2014

Not only am I celebrating wedding anniversaries, I’m celebrating the fact that our last child, Jonathan, graduated high school. Yippee! Yahooey! Boy-Howdy! No more tuition payments for us.

Now we can start concentrating on my bucket list. As you know, item #1 on my bucket list is to install a dream kitchen. Before we can work on the kitchen, however, we have to fix the roof. It has had major problems since we moved here almost sixteen years ago. It cannot be put off any longer.

Hm. Thought this post was about celebrating Jonathan. Kind of lost myself there. I was dreaming about my Wolf stove and cherry-wood cupboards.

I am thankful that Adriana, Michael, and Jonathan have all graduated high school, not just because we no longer have tuition payments, but because they all turned out to be pretty nice kids. I think we’ll keep them.

 

 

By |July 2014|Breast Cancer Awareness|

July 14, 2014

Celebrating Marriage

24th Wedding Anniversary

May 25, 2014

Over the past few years, I’ve sure been doing a lot of celebrating. I think people that go through cancer tend to do that.

Ken and I celebrated twenty-four years of marriage on May 25. Hokey-doodle, I can’t believe it’s been that long.

When I was first diagnosed in April of 2009, Ken and I didn’t think I would live to celebrate another Christmas, see our kids graduate high school, or enjoy another wedding anniversary. I’ve managed to celebrate several Christmases, go to Maui twice—once with Ken for our 20th anniversary and once with the whole family—and all three kids have graduated high school. I am one spoiled brat.

 

By |July 2014|Breast Cancer Awareness|

April 3, 2014

Five Years & Counting

April 3, 2014 Eagle Crest Resort, Oregon

April 3, 2014
Eagle Crest Resort, Oregon

Today is April 3. Every year, on the anniversary of this date, I like to take stock of my life.

I still can’t believe that it’s been five years to the day since I was given my diagnosis of Stage III breast cancer. Besides, isn’t five years the magic number that all cancer patients strive for in order to feel that maybe, just maybe, everything will be all right?

Ken and I have been in Redmond, Oregon, all week with Jonathan and Michael, celebrating spring break, my great news, and Jonathan’s birthday (tomorrow) in one fun-filled week of awesomeness.

All day today, I’ve been wondering what I can do to really mark this momentous milestone in my life. Here is what I came up with:

-Biking with Ken for miles through the high desert
-Playing racquetball with Ken for the sixth time this week
-Playing the card games Phase Ten and President for hours with my three boys (we all know how much I love games)
-Soaking in the hot tub
-Watching the movie “Captain Phillips” in our 8-person condo

So, I didn’t celebrate by hopping out of an airplane or getting a tattoo emblazoned upon my reconstructed breast declaring “five years and counting,” but for me, these simple pleasures make me one happy girl.

 

 

By |April 2014|Breast Cancer Awareness|

March 18, 2014

Glory Be & Hallelujah… Again!

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I had an appointment with Dr. Hoffman this morning to go over the tumor marker test that I was telling my good friend, Fran Drescher, about in my last post.
I sat in his office, waiting and waiting for him to come in. I think the waiting is the worst.
“Hi, Marie, how are you?”
I shook his hand and smiled, while inside, I wanted to scream. I’ve been a nervous wreck. I’m usually a happy person and look on the bright side of things, but for the past three days, I’ve thought of every possible scenario. Please don’t let the bomb drop today!
All I can say is, it’s a good thing that I am not a drinker, because I would have been totally sloshed for this appointment if I was.
He walked over to his chair and sat down. “The last time I saw you was in June of 2013.”
I rushed to explain. “I know I was supposed to see you in six months, but I was sick as a dog for the whole month of December. I couldn’t get to the phone to call you. Yes, I know it’s March and I’m three months late.” Please, don’t tell me that I now have cancer growing through my whole body because I waited those three months. I’m just sick and tired of doctors and surgeries and treatments and thinking about cancer.
“Well, your tumor marker test came back clear,” he replied.
I know the appointment went on for another ten minutes or so, but who really cares what was said past that good, happy news?

And yes, I did celebrate like last time:
a) Lunch at Taco DelMar with Ken
b) Dinner with Michael and Jonathan at Mexico Cafe
c) Haagen-Dazs Vanilla Swiss Almond waiting for me in the freezer as we speak

Boy, I live on the wild side.

By |March 2014|Breast Cancer Awareness|