Then off to see Doc Mullally..... he was all smiles as usual and the girls soon showed us to the exam room. It is such a warm and inviting office with all the photos and the artwork on the walls. As much as I hate to go to treatment because of the after affect - I really love it there (as far as oncologists offices go - LOL). I had made him an 8x10 enlargement of me in the Chicago marathon alongside BatGirl (which is now my header of this blog). I "autographed" it and put the times and date on there too- perfect for framing! He commented "If that doesn't inspire you - I don't know what will!" as he walked to his office looking for a prominent place to put it. He had asked us to call from Chicago when I finished so that he would know I was ok. We text him my results when we were there and he was happy -- (not sure how I could tell that in his text - but I could. :)) So now in the office we told him the story of the race and how it went - it was so fun to share and he was truly impressed with my performance - AMAZED actually. He is an athlete (past ski racer, etc.) in his own right -- dedicated to his fitness and family's fitness and it shows. His support of me has been there and true. We have appreciated that more than he knows..... in the office it was like going home to the team and sharing the results to all of them as they huddled around to see the photo and feel my energy. I still was feeling the endorphins and the excitement of finishing the marathon and sharing the story made it all come back. : )
The next day was treatment and we are finally in a routine, although when we are running late we miss those RoadHouse Breakfast sandwiches! ;( There always seems to be traffic across the bridge as we peek toward the river and wave to our boat at the Sportsman's Marina. Barely making it there "on time" to sit and wait in the waiting room, Trista greets us with a smile and off we go with all our gear for the day (snacks, books, computers, nano, Ipad, MacBook and my IBM for work too) - finding our favorite chairs right by the nurses station.
Angels in white above -- these nurses have been a part of my treatment since the beginning. They both make me smile. They are my angels in white - the unsung heroes of the journey of so many cancer patients. Funny I am wearing white today too and this photo is just real warming to me, knowing how I am on the last "leg" of this marathon! :)
My inspirational tech shirt of the day was my new 2010 Chicago marathon shirt which I LOVE (not only because of the accomplishment it stands for, but because it is Schuyler's birthday too! 10-10) I wore my new track jacket from the marathon too - which I love and thanks to Judy's recommendation I was able to get one of the last ones they had on the rack! Once all comfy - the nurse came over set me up finding the perfect vein (which they still admire! :)) and the drip of drugs began. This time was a little different in that the Benedryl HIT ME HARD -- stopped me in mid sentence where I couldn't keep typing. I then passed out and slept until 1 pm. Seriously it was crazy -- I vaguely remember the doc floating by and the nurses milling around, and Steve checking on me, but I was OUT. So much for getting any work done. I had my nano playing a playlist and it must have just kept me in that trance. That and maybe I needed the rest? So needless to say the treatment FLEW by and before I knew it, it was time to go ---
Earlier that week Alison from the National DetermiNation Team had asked me if I would speak on the nationwide Webex for staff at the American Cancer Society as the inspirational speaker. I let her know I was in treatment and would do my best. Well -- here it was time for that webex..... and the room was empty of patients. I asked Steve if he thought i could do it -- feeling like I had just slept for days..... and still a little fuzzy.... he said sure, if I wanted to I should. So I called in. I shared my story. I shared my Chicago marathon experience and I shared a bit of my DetermiNation experience. Half asleep, I hoped I was inspiring -- it was crazy though because the IV was still in my arm as I pulled the setup around the room to a small spot and the doc and nurses walked by... The one thing I remember from that call was Ann McNamara from Illinois chiming in - saying hi -- she has been a friend for such a long time in my career at the Society. Her strength and care and passion for the mission of the Society shines through every time she speaks. She said through DetermiNation we (the ACS ) are "changing the way we look at cancer patients" - She is right. survivors are strong - strong and determined. Determined to survive, determined to finish and determined to made a difference in the fight against cancer. I can relate. Once you are put in the position that your life may be taken away from you by this disease and you get beyond that - you want to fight - you want to show "cancer" and others that it can't take you, can't take your spirit, and can't take your strength. As hard as "IT"has tried -- --- I am "one touch chick" and "Super Vixen" and "Wonder Woman" and all those other great things that the cards portray sent from people from all over the country. -- My support group is immense. My "team" of supporters are as strong and dedicated as I could only wish for -- they all want to see this disease eradicated. The strength of all their prayers is heartfelt and true.
Above my latest self portrait taken right before leaving for Chicago when I was looking strong and still had some color in my face. I guess it depends on the day. Lately I have been avoiding the mirror unless I have that silly blonde wig on. :)
Thanks for stopping by -- it has taken me a while to write this as the treatments have been harder and harder to recover from. It took a 2 full weeks this time! The symptoms get worse, my nausea is looming. I feel & look sick. My emotions have been going crazy and I have been pretty down and out and moody. I am done with being bald - and can't wait for my hair to grow back. My energy level is low, I am exhausted and need extra sleep, the heartburn is nasty and I don't have much of an appetite because my mouth feels burnt and my throat is a bit sore. Don't worry - I manage to eat and have not lost any weight. :) I think finally after 2 weeks I feel almost back to normal (or at least "during treatment" normal). I can run this week again and that feels great despite the tingling in my hands and feet getting a little worse. I still need to write about the DetermiNation experience at Chicago -- so stay tuned. :) And RCHOP #6 is NEXT WEEK! My last treatment! I can't believe it is finally here -- I think I am buying balloons! :) Yay!
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