Whine and Gifts

It is done. Got the silicone a couple of weeks ago and all went smoothly. The Vanderbilt machine actually performed well. The surgery started only an hour late (believe me this IS on-time performance), all of the front desk people were polite, the nurses were efficient, knowledgeable, friendly. Amazing!  My nurse got the IV on the first try. Wow. Once in three surgeries isn’t bad. After my surgeon came for his visit with his Sharpie, the nurse anesthetist must have sensed some anxiety as she unrequested gave me a double dose of Versed. There is no telling what I said!  That is my last memory until it was done. Now don’t get me wrong, Vanderbilt is a bastion of excellence in medicine. I have always had incredible confidence in the quality of my healthcare, but the red tape and bureaucracy is a big problem at Vandy. The frontline “directors of first impressions” quite often leave me wondering how much they must hate their jobs. I have had a variety of interesting experiences ranging from the funny - a resident doctor who did not know how to work the sink in my room to wash her hands,  to the insanely frustrating - checking in for an appointment and waiting an hour and a half because someone had not passed on the correct sheet to the right person. (and this happened twice - once before a surgery). We have had several problems with accounting - a $6000 payment that was not credited correctly and had to be tracked down for months.  My pathology report was incorrect, I was initially incorrectly staged as Stage II instead of Stage I. This was after I waited three weeks for the pathology report.  Luckily my oncologist caught the mistake. I still have not received the corrected version. And so on... now I understand you make some sacrifices in a teaching hospital but I wonder what the private sector would have been like?

All that being said, I know I have received top-notch medical care. My doctors are excellent and I think I am just now beginning to drive my plastic surgeon crazy with my need for immediate fabulous results on the reconstruction and a definitive timetable for that to happen. That seems only reasonable!  Well his response was that he didn’t want to see me for 12 weeks. I can’t blame him. 

I am constantly amazed at my friends’ and my acquaintances’ creativity and generosity.  I wanted to share some of the cool things that have landed on my doorstep over the last 7 months. For the record, I have an extremely long list for thank you notes that I hope to get to some day in some fashion. (if you are wondering why you didn’t get one, no one has...) It is overwhelming to try and say thank you appropriately.  So if you have called me, texted me, written me a note, written me an email, said a prayer for me, or had me in your thoughts, I am grateful. I am forever indebted to you and I promise you, it does matter and it has mattered to me more than I will ever be able to tell you. 

Several people have asked me what people have done for me that has helped me, comforted me,  and inspired me.  My answer is  - all of it. Phone calls, emails, texts, notes, visits, gifts, meals and more meals, playdates and rides for my children. The list is endless. Here are a few things I wanted to share. 

Two very special friends gave me this. It has a ruby on the back signifying strength that stays close to your heart.

My cup runneth over - A cup that landed on my doorstep one day from a cute gal.

One of my favorite things to give (and receive) is a candle - here’s one I got in December

this is the amazing stack of silk scarves and bandanas from my friend Michelle. They were incredible to have. SOOOO happy it is time to send them back to her!

lots of Cancer humor out there. Love these socks.

Also, this made me laugh -  PG13 warning:

Everyone loves to get flowers. I have received some gorgeous ones - like these.

And my favorite card was from my sweet husband last August on my 42nd birthday.  I have not redeemed it yet.... but I will.

LOVE him.

Cha- cha- cha- changes

Try not to faint with surprise, my 7 or 8 readers, that you are reading a blog post from me twice in (uh almost) the same week. I am working toward more frequent posts, possibly of shorter lengths. Will they be pithy and clever? (and do those two words really mean the same thing?) I cannot be sure. But here I am.

This week marks a significant change in my professional surroundings. I have moved my license to Pilkerton Realtors; several of my esteemed colleagues moved with me. Many of you know I have contemplated what my future in real estate would look like for some time; and had decided a while back that maybe management of the company wasn’t my gig.   So, I will stick with straight sales for now and have found myself a new setting and formed a new framework for a fresh start in real estate! I have long admired Jimmy Pilkerton and the outstanding agents who work with him. I am ready to learn more, be more productive, and advocate for my clients more effectively. Thank you to those who have supported and encouraged me to follow this path of change. I look forward to my new beginning. Real estate remains challenging but Nashville is seeing some action, believe me. My father has been supportive and I think is looking forward to a more scaled back company. I am grateful for my parents’ unwavering, unselfish support of my decision. Mom and I will continue to work together. She has been the best mentor I could hope for and is one of the very best Realtors I know!

I am starting to get a tiny glimpse into how this whole cancer thing will affect me going forward. The truth is, the big decisions suddenly don’t feel so big. The problems I thought were big problems are really just little obstacles to be overcome. Change is inevitable, might as well embrace it. That is my latest mantra. 

Thursday was my sweet Jamie’s 12th birthday. My how time flies. Seems like only yesterday we brought him home to our little house on South Wilson. He is turning into a lovely person whose company I enjoy immensely! Change is on the horizon for him too, as he will head to MBA this fall. He is of course nervous and excited at the same time. I hope we can show him that change can be positive and can enrich us in ways we don’t always anticipate.

Life is speeding up as it always does in the spring - soccer, baseball, tennis, dance, wine tastings, open houses, spring break, and on and on. I hope I can remember to stop and take a deep breath when I need to. Bring on the warm weather! Spring Break always comes at a needed time, just as the chaos starts to engulf me.

A little Kelly Corrigan essay along these same lines. Take a chance, move forward with your dream.  You never know what is around the corner. 

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Let it go, let it go, let it go

Thanks to several of you who have written to say “update puhhhhhlease!” Thanks for checking on me and encouraging me to write here. At least I know I have 5 or 6 readers.

So two months to the day after my last chemo treatment, it happened. Yep, my eyelashes fell out. The final indignity (it BETTER be the final one) of this crazy disease. So I rushed to Private Edition and got some fake ones from the lovely Victoria. She has her own experience with breast cancer so it was fate that we should meet.  They are cool and all wigged out with the lashes I just totally feel like a drag queen!  Fun,  but a lot of work.  I am happy to report they are growing back quickly, as is my hair! (Um when did I get gray hair?) so you will probably see me soon sporting my (extremely!) short “do”. I am so over the hats, scarf, wig et al. I know, I know .... it’s just hair.  Here's what my eyelashes looked like long ago...

                                          Brown, 8

It remains rather cold here in good ole Nashvegas.  We have had a few snow days - lots of togetherness this winter! The joy of a snow day - hunkering down with the kids, drinking hot chocolate, playing outside til you can’t feel your fingertips, cooking fattening foods, and just taking a break from everyday life - work and school primarily. Checking out, so to speak. This time on my hands got me thinking about always ruminating about the past and the future and not enjoying the present. I am trying to teach myself to get in the moment, especially as a parent of children who, for now, still enjoy my company.   If I have learned anything from this “opportunity” of cancer, it is to live for right now - who knows what tomorrow will bring? sounds SO canned I know. We say that to our kids from the beginning, we hear it endlessly- carpe diem! But what do we really mean? It is hard to describe and even harder to put into action . I am trying trying trying to let things go - let things go that don’t matter or that you can’t take back. The latest tween drama, the latest passive aggressive comment from someone you love, the latest failed attempt at staying in your daily weight watchers point range, the latest rejection from a client you thought would never leave you. Such a huge struggle for control!  I want to take control of my kids’ happiness, my husband’s health and stress, my work-life success, and so much more. All this struggle takes me out of the here and now. The Monopoly game, the spontaneous dancing to Party in the USA in the living room, the report on baseball practice. How then do you quiet that voice in your head?  Well, I think my more “recovered” friends and confidantes would say you take it one day at a time and work on acceptance. Ahhh- !  Accept the things you cannot change. I have heard it before. Where do you find the wisdom to know the difference? I do not pretend to know the answers but I do resolve to work on it. I am enacting some changes in my life to let go of some old stuff, and have a fresh start.  Some changes to set myself up for a life that is challenging, exciting, but ultimately more peaceful and more full of joy.  More on that next week!

Jamie, 12 next Thursday. Wow.

                             

 mini-me, Susanna 5

Back to the darn cancer thing - I will have my last reconstruction surgery on March 25th after Spring Break. I cannot wait.  It will be an eventful spring - now if the weather would just warm up!!!  I remain, as ever, grateful for all of you who have supported and encouraged me through all of this. I will try and not wait so long to write again!
(thanks to Wiff Harmer for pictures - www.wiffharmer.com)

I wanted to share with you this promo for Kelly Corrigan’s new book Lift.

Four friends emailed this to me - I love this girl and can’t wait to read the book. If you have not read The Middle Place, go straight to the bookstore and buy it. Let me know what you think!


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vC3UBalNkFA

Adios 2009

Happy New Year! It has been a long time since I wrote anything here, so my apologies and thank you to those of you who read this and check in on me. I appreciate it! It has been a busy and eventful month so let me catch you up.

My precious grandfather died the week before Christmas. He was a wonderful man who was 50 when I was born and loved to tell me the story of how he flew directly to Miami from Hawaii where he and Bobbie were vacationing - to see his first grandchild. He was larger than life at 6’4” and commanded our respect. He could make you feel like the only person in the world that mattered. When I would come in the back door of their house, he would be sitting in his chair at the table or in his recliner and his voice would boom “Baaaahhhhbara Keith - how on earth are you?” Always giving a hug or a kiss - so glad to see me and interested in what was going on in my life. We spent many Sunday nights having family dinner at their house on Woodlawn - takeout from Shoneys was a huge treat. I can remember so vividly sitting on his knee chatting away. I am so blessed to have had him in my life and I am so thankful to have known him so well.

It was a sad day but a celebration of his long and wonderful life.  he had an amazing 93 years and along with my grandmother, raised 4 amazing children.  Thank you Papa, I will miss you.

So on to the cancer talk, and the setback. Five days before Christmas I went to see my plastic surgeon for a follow up after my expanders had “rested” for 6 weeks. We had been concerned about some asymmetry at the last “fill-up”. Well this problem seemed to have worsened and he determined I had “sprung a tiny leak”. Fabulous. Not dangerous, but the faulty expander had to be replaced. Surgery on December 22nd was not what I had in mind. But that is what happened. Luckily my sweet sister Happy was in town and was a enormous help along with my mom and the Elf who came over and wrapped presents with me on the 23rd in my groggy grumpy state. So, I am recovering again. Frustrated that I cannot run yet and get on with my 2010 fitness plan and that the next step in my reconstruction is delayed probably until end of March. A small setback, but a lesson in how things do not always go as planned.  (the song lyric, “if you want to hear God laugh, tell him your plans” comes to mind)

I am feeling good and getting my energy back thanks to having the last chemo more than a month behind me now. I have started on Tamoxifen. Tamoxifen is a drug that I will take for 5 years to inhibit estrogen in my body. Yes menopause at 42 not so fun but many in the cancer world assert that this drug (and others in its family including aromatase inhibitors) are an essential part in preventing recurrence of hormone positive breast cancers. Its side effects are not too fun and can include weight gain, bone loss, and a risk of uterine cancer; but its benefits far outweigh these so onward I go!

I have done some reading about health and how to lessen the risk of breast cancer going forward. I hope this will encourage some of you who have asked me how to reduce your risk.   One of my favorite columns is what is in and what is out in Vanity Fair so here are what is in for 2009 and what is out for 2010 (and forever for that matter)

What’s In:

Vitamin D (recent studies suggest that vitamin D is essential and if you are short of it you need a supplement of this not just an increase in it via diet and sunshine) I take it with Caltrate in a pill that looks like you ought to give it to a horse.

Exercise 5 times a week, cardio and strength work. Yeeesh. This is a lot of getting out there and finding the time will be a challenge. I have been thinking a race or some sort of goal might be motivating for me. Half marathon Las Vegas in December anyone? 

Leafy green vegetables and Folic Acid supplement: a lack of folic acid puts you at greater risk for breast cancer, plus it is suggested in Susan Love’s book that folic acid can counter-act the effect alcohol has on your risk of breast cancer. Say no more.

Anti-oxidants: green tea, acai juice, pomegranate juice, kidney beans. All found to have excellent cancer-fighting qualities.

What’s Out:

Excessive alcohol consumption. This is tricky and challenging for me and frankly a huge bummer.  The word excessive means more than 7 drinks a week.  In everything I have read, there is no denying the connection between alcohol and breast cancer, and believe me, I have tried to find some evidence that “they” are mistaken. So, I will be cutting back. 

Red meat. We like red meat, and all meat frankly, at our house. But Richard agrees that this is something we must focus on cutting way back on. Richard loves a rack of lamb and a nice pinot noir. Never say never, but we will be having them less!

Stress.  Any ideas you have on this I would appreciate. This is by far the hardest part of the resolution revolution for me. My job is stressful, my kids stress me out,  Richard’s job stresses me out. I know, you are all stressed out too so you can relate. Life in the world we live in is stressful. I am going to work on this and get back to you!

I have had an extended time at the beach after Christmas and New Year’s  with both friends and family which has been fun and incredibly healing. I have laughed until I cried on several occasions which is very cathartic. Rosemary Beach has been freezing but of course it is much colder in Nashville! 

Here’s to a New Year!