So whether you know it or not, you've all been recruited. And there were no embarrassing tryouts! You didn't have to audition, meet an age requirement or fill out an application. Your presence on this blog is enough.
I mentioned earlier about my Aunt Carol having surgery. Well, the follow up to that surgery is the dreaded C-word....and I don't mean c u next tuesday, either... we're talkin' chemo here folks. I know some of you for sure have had experience with loved ones going through this and it sucks. Sucks like the Cubs. Worse than that. Sucks like them not having your size in a shoe sale. Probably even worse than that.
I know I can make a little light of the situation because I've been talking to Carol every day and so far she's in good spirits. Everyone say HI CAROL!! She cut off her hair in prep for losing it, which the doc says is inevitable. The bonus round? She doesn't have to shave her legs for 18 weeks. Now THAT sounds like a little bit of heaven, eh pregnant friends and friends with overly large muffin tops? (i.e. me...) ... not having to bend in the shower to shave your legs???
So I go to Pittsburgh next week to see what there is to do. Maybe she'll need my help, maybe she won't. Maybe I'll just be there for entertainment. She wants me to figure out how to spike her hair. She's making friends at chemo...she told me today she's going to try and be like me while she's there and meet people. Might as well use the time to your advantage, treatment can take 5-6 hours.
By fabulous beach vacation my girl should be rocking the coolest short-do ever and I'll be jealous.
So now you're all a part of Team Carol. Think good thoughts, pray if it's your thing, if you know about people who have been through this and have suggestions to combat side effects or whatever, offer it up. It takes a village - or a blog community - or all of it to get through the rough spots.
I actually caught a bit of a radio-evangelist yesterday while on my way to Indy. Jul would say it's the universe trying to tell me something. I think she's probably right. He said "Stop trying to control the boat and ride the waves." So that's where we are, as a family right now, riding the waves. I just want to know if the boat has a food and beverage program.
Love you Carol....
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Good luck with your treatment Carol. When Rappie comes, have her bring some of those weeds she used to smoke in the forest (see prior blog) and that should help with the nausea. No really, best of luck with your treatment, and you will be feeling much better soon. ALSO, shaving your head and getting a kick ass tatoo on you head would be neat.
I've boarded the SS Team Carol, Rebecca! Positive thoughts are directed toward Pittsburgh.
Actually, I liked the "riding the waves" quote. I'm trying to learn that lesson right now. Another way I've heard it put is "Leap and the net will appear."
Good luck, Aunt Carol.
Just wanted to say thanks to everyone for all your support. I plan to get through this and become even stronger. With Rebecca heading my team, I can't lose. Love you guys.
The Jimmer is behind you 100%.(not in a sexual way of course...I'm sorry for that but I have a reputation to uphold...) Our Uncle Bob (Jbrave and Eggo that is) used to joke around that he was fortunate enough to go through Puberty twice when he had Chemo. Also, our Grandmother went through Chemo two years ago for Lymphoma (sp?) and has been cancer free since. She was 88 at the time and just turned 90 Saturday. Good luck and let us bloggers know if we can help in anyway....I know I'll say a prayer for you. (not to get religious but I believe it helps...)
I echo Jimmer's offer to pray for your situation, Carol. You will be in mine.
Eileen
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