Friday
This morning started off terribly. Just so damned depressing, all this cancer-schmancer business.
But it improved--sent off a check for get born, made a couple of phone calls regarding appointments, added some names to our subscriber base, and emailed. Momentum helps so much.
Then....
Then my husband, dear man that he is, went and bought me this gorgeous bike--it's silver with a giant seat so my ass won't be sore and suede handles--and we biked the entirety of the Loveland bike trail. One hour and forty minutes later, with the wind howling and me scanning the sky for tornadoes, we arrived (late) to pick up Katie and Emily from school. It was exhilarating and invigorating to be together and outside.
Right after the diagnosis, we splurged and bought a Wii. Now it's this comfort bike. I'm thinking that retail therapy is nearly as good as hormone therapy, isn't it?
So we wait for Tuesday, when we'll have the opinions back from the CU Tumor Board; I get a brain MRI in the morning, and then we'll meet with Tang Tuesday afternoon, and I'm hoping we'll start whatever therapy we've chosen then. We have found out that it's common practice to do hormone therapy along with Herceptin, which is the drug of choice for Her2Neu positive. If you're the praying sort, wisdom is a good one at this time.
Last night Clark and I watched Music and Lyrics with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore. I'm not sure if I was just punch drunk from a really shitty diagnostic week, or if the movie really is well written, but I laughed so hard. The opening scene, with the 80's music video, was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. Clark had a great idea after we watched it: please list your 10 favorite funny movies of all time and we'll start to cycle through them. Laughter is one hell of a tonic during these dark days. We look forward to your ideas.
But it improved--sent off a check for get born, made a couple of phone calls regarding appointments, added some names to our subscriber base, and emailed. Momentum helps so much.
Then....
Then my husband, dear man that he is, went and bought me this gorgeous bike--it's silver with a giant seat so my ass won't be sore and suede handles--and we biked the entirety of the Loveland bike trail. One hour and forty minutes later, with the wind howling and me scanning the sky for tornadoes, we arrived (late) to pick up Katie and Emily from school. It was exhilarating and invigorating to be together and outside.
Right after the diagnosis, we splurged and bought a Wii. Now it's this comfort bike. I'm thinking that retail therapy is nearly as good as hormone therapy, isn't it?
So we wait for Tuesday, when we'll have the opinions back from the CU Tumor Board; I get a brain MRI in the morning, and then we'll meet with Tang Tuesday afternoon, and I'm hoping we'll start whatever therapy we've chosen then. We have found out that it's common practice to do hormone therapy along with Herceptin, which is the drug of choice for Her2Neu positive. If you're the praying sort, wisdom is a good one at this time.
Last night Clark and I watched Music and Lyrics with Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore. I'm not sure if I was just punch drunk from a really shitty diagnostic week, or if the movie really is well written, but I laughed so hard. The opening scene, with the 80's music video, was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. Clark had a great idea after we watched it: please list your 10 favorite funny movies of all time and we'll start to cycle through them. Laughter is one hell of a tonic during these dark days. We look forward to your ideas.
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