I was able to run and do some weight work in the weeks before surgery. That helped a lot with the stress of all the unknowns. I feel less stress post surgery, but I just learned it will be a couple more weeks, before test results determine what my treatment will be. So now I'm back to stewing... will I do chemo? How long? And stressing over how fat I feel, since I can't burn off all these goodies I'm consuming.
But, this morning my mood lifted when I received an email from someone I don't know. I read, then took a deep breath and felt so thankful for all the good news I've had with lab results so far. I was reminded that my situation is a bump in the road and I will get through this and back to exercise and routine.
The email was from David Hartsock. I learned about him from a friend, who was raising money after David's skydiving accident. David was an instructor. He is now a quadriplegic. But he also became a hero, when he was able to cushion the fall of his student when their chutes malfunctioned. David lives with his mother now and fund raising efforts are helping to keep him there, instead of a nursing home.
David will not be back on his feet running like I hope to be after 9 or so months. This is his life. Yet, his email was positive and cheerful. He thanked me for my donation and said he'd heard about my cancer. He was funny and supportive, although he was the one in the wheelchair. I thank David for that message and I will always think of his positive support, when I get a bit down about my bump in the road.
Cancer to Covid
I started this complaining list/blog, in May 2016. I posted 200 gripes about my breast cancer and then I was done.
On March 17, 2020, I started venting all over again, when another disease (starting with a C) interfered with my life. Only this time, it was affecting more than me.
Coronavirus and Cancer! Both are evil, but neither can totally get me down... if I vent! I hope with Covid, I run out of complaints before 200!