Hot sand billowing up between my toes made me smile. The warmth of the sun upon my face lifted my heart. The cool breeze trickling over my skin made my pores stand at attention. And the sound of the waves crashing, married with the giggles of children left me peaceful. A weekend at the beach was exactly what I needed to regroup for the next phase of my journey.
It appears that my oncologist was right … he strongly encouraged me to take some time before surgery and get away. This was just what the doctor ordered! Don't get me wrong … it wasn't all G-rated for goodness sake. The weekend consisted of swimsuit malfunctions on the beach, losing credit cards, cell phones in the cooler, doing the robot, plenty of interesting storytelling, hugs when I broke into tears, 'Napoleon Dynamite'-style tetherball, getting knocked over and scraped up by waves, beach yoga, joining the lifeguards in their run, feeding Herman and Simone (our seagulls), walking like an Egyptian and plenty of other memories that will always be held near and dear to my heart. Friday night I danced non-stop with Rita and Annalisa for almost four hours to the tunes of the '80s at Rusty Rudder in Dewey Beach. Then Saturday morning I could barely walk. This poor body had very little exercise throughout chemotherapy. Even today my tummy aches from the weekend full of laughter.
Tomorrow is the BIG DAY … surgery. Quite frankly, I have mixed emotions. I have already said goodbye to "the girls" and am confident that the surgery will go well; however, it is the days that follow surgery that I dread. This will be my last blog for awhile, but my best friend Kere and my Mom will be keeping you all informed on my progress until I can type again. I promise I will write as soon as I am able to. I will be at my parents' house for the next three to four weeks and would LOVE some company to keep me "entertained." Please call me or my parents to see if I am up for visitors before stopping by. Just don't be offended if I don't get too dolled up for you. Haha!
People have been asking what they can do for me, and now I have an answer … please keep my family and me in your thoughts and prayers over the next couple of weeks. This is the second hurdle of my journey and one that I need your help to overcome. This is difficult emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually for me and I really need your help to summon all the strength possible to get through this battle. I want to thank you in advance for your love, devotion, selflessness, compassion, understanding and endless thoughtfulness. It means so much more to me than you know.
It appears that my oncologist was right … he strongly encouraged me to take some time before surgery and get away. This was just what the doctor ordered! Don't get me wrong … it wasn't all G-rated for goodness sake. The weekend consisted of swimsuit malfunctions on the beach, losing credit cards, cell phones in the cooler, doing the robot, plenty of interesting storytelling, hugs when I broke into tears, 'Napoleon Dynamite'-style tetherball, getting knocked over and scraped up by waves, beach yoga, joining the lifeguards in their run, feeding Herman and Simone (our seagulls), walking like an Egyptian and plenty of other memories that will always be held near and dear to my heart. Friday night I danced non-stop with Rita and Annalisa for almost four hours to the tunes of the '80s at Rusty Rudder in Dewey Beach. Then Saturday morning I could barely walk. This poor body had very little exercise throughout chemotherapy. Even today my tummy aches from the weekend full of laughter.
Tomorrow is the BIG DAY … surgery. Quite frankly, I have mixed emotions. I have already said goodbye to "the girls" and am confident that the surgery will go well; however, it is the days that follow surgery that I dread. This will be my last blog for awhile, but my best friend Kere and my Mom will be keeping you all informed on my progress until I can type again. I promise I will write as soon as I am able to. I will be at my parents' house for the next three to four weeks and would LOVE some company to keep me "entertained." Please call me or my parents to see if I am up for visitors before stopping by. Just don't be offended if I don't get too dolled up for you. Haha!
People have been asking what they can do for me, and now I have an answer … please keep my family and me in your thoughts and prayers over the next couple of weeks. This is the second hurdle of my journey and one that I need your help to overcome. This is difficult emotionally, mentally, physically and spiritually for me and I really need your help to summon all the strength possible to get through this battle. I want to thank you in advance for your love, devotion, selflessness, compassion, understanding and endless thoughtfulness. It means so much more to me than you know.
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