cancer sucks


I'm halfway done and have started round two of chemotherapy and all is going well.  I am just forging ahead the best I possibly can.  I have good days and bad days and days when I go to bed at 7:15, but more importantly I have obligations and jobs that I am committed to.  Work and dance are priorities and are helping me trudge through the mess, so like Ellen's alter-ego Dori, I just keep swimming. 

Other than doctors appointments and chemo sessions, I haven't missed a day of work since my return April 7. I had just a few slips where it was a 9am start instead of 8am or that I headed home around 3pm because there was no way I was going to make it.  But by week 2, I was back on the road traveling, wig, water bottle, and protein snacks in tow.  Even on those days when I am out of the office for treatment, I am typically on the phone or the computer.  My nurse asked me what I do to keep busy during chemo.  I said email.  She thought I was joking. Doctor said, no not joking.  She called her office when she woke up from surgery.  Everyone keeps telling me to slow down and eliminate stress.  Email is the stress relief.  Crossing things off the list makes me happy.  And the more I do from the chemo bed or late night couch sessions, the less I have to worry about the next day.  It's a fast paced world I work in and sometimes is swim or sink straight to the bottom and maybe never get your head above water again.  I choose to swim, about 60 hours a week.  Ah, the life of a sales person.

Now granted, the old work hard, play hard, sleep when you are dead motto isn't necessarily working out for me these days.  I'm still working hard and making sure to spend time with my family, but it's not as easy to keep up the play part.  It's still hard to toss the kids around in the pool or go for drinks after work.  I'm really in the grove of work, gym, home to rest and it seems to be working.  I'm still making time for the things I love, but I have to remember to stay out of the sun, keep away from mosquitos, be mindful of cleanliness of salons, restaurants, etc.  And most importantly, I need to sleep.  So I make time to sleep. Seven to eight hours a night and naps when I just can't go anymore.  If I wasn't listening to my tired body, I would probably run it straight into the ground because that is just what I do.  

I'm a work-a-holic, and I know it.  But it works for me and is helping me keep my eye on that prize.  Oh and by the way, it's First Class to Vegas next year.  We have some major catching up to do since this year's trip was kind of a bust.  Obvi!

2 comments (Add your own)

1. Vick wrote:
You keep on doing what works best for you, and hopefully our prayers will be doing the same. God be with you.

Sat, July 13, 2013 @ 12:20 AM

2. Andrea Wilcox wrote:
Kara, you're a true inspiration! This again brings tears to my eyes. You're hard work and kick ass mindset doesn't go unnoticed. Oh...and Vegas won't know what hit them this coming January. We have full intentions of having everything that happens in Vegas, stay in Vegas...unless we get more tatoos:) Love ya!

Wed, July 24, 2013 @ 5:18 PM

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