Monday, April 27, 2009

Living Strong, Living Well

Today I went for my first workout with Living Strong, Living Well, a free program through Stanford and the YMCA. (http://cancer.stanford.edu/patient_care/amenities/livingStrongLivingWell.html) We get a personal trainer, two classes a week AND we can take any of the other classes offered- yoga, swimming, etc.

Also, Laura came over for dinner tonight. We made two recipes from my new book, "The Inflammation Free Diet Plan"- Asian Broccoli and Ginger Salad, and Fish with Spicy Tomato Sauce. Both were incredible. I feel so healthy today! (Thanks for the book recommendation, Veek!)

Friday, April 24, 2009

Guess I need to process a bit more... (Part 2)

Yesterday I went for a CT scan of my abdomen at the request of my liver doctor. For those of you who don't know, I have chronic hepatitis C. It has never given me a problem, but I need to keep tabs on it with yearly check ups. My last two blood tests done during chemo showed my liver function numbers were off, and so the CT was ordered to check for liver cancer. Just in case...

When I arrived I had to fill out a form which talked about putting in an IV, and all of a sudden I had a total emotional meltdown. I think it was a combination of a few things. IVs remind me of chemo... Chemo is yucky. Another part of it is that the last time I went for a CT they found ovarian cancer and the doctors had also said they were doing the CT just to rule it out. I really fell apart! I'll get the results of the scan next week.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Oh, the old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be



My hair has now grown back to about the length it was when it fell out, but it's growing in with a very different texture- very soft with distinct waves that weren't there before. And much grayer!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Guess I need to process a bit more...

Yesterday I went to visit my dad in the hospital. The night before he had some kind of episode where he woke up disoriented so they kept him to do a variety of tests. When I walked into the ward, I had a sudden and very strong emotional reaction to being there. Even though it was a completely different hospital, it just really reminded me of when I was in for my laparotomy, and finding out about the cancer. I had to stop for a moment to breath deeply to stop the panicky feeling from taking over. Didn't realize this stuff was so close to the surface...