Wobble, wobble, wobble....
Checking out her new look....
Hopefully the Tooth Fairy didn't have all her money tied up in the market today or we are in for a very low pay out on this one....
I have been a breast cancer survivor since March 1, 2007. During my first year as a survivor this blog was used to keep friends and family informed of my thoughts and feelings during my treatment. Now it is a way for me to share all the great things that are my life.
Checking out her new look....
Hopefully the Tooth Fairy didn't have all her money tied up in the market today or we are in for a very low pay out on this one....
Post race....Liz, Kayla, Me, and Steph
There were over 12,000 participants in the event and over $1 million was raised for Susan G. Komen for the Cure.
It was quite a day - I saw many, many pink shirts (the survivors wear pink shirts) and thought alot about other survivors that I know that are in treatment, not just for breast cancer, but other types of cancer as well. Keep up your hard work.
"You gain strengh, courage and confidence by every experence in which you really stop to look fear in the face" -Eleanor Roosevelt.
Olivia took this picture for us...
All ready to head into my school....(this picture is ALL Carina!)
The second day went well too. So far, everyone is off to a great year!
So here is my story....
Today I walked into Sendik's (or neighborhood food market) and one of the cashiers was on the phone at the customer service desk and motioned to me to come over. I'm very much a regular at the store - I'm there twice a week since the store opened a few years or so ago. So, they've seen me through hair, no hair, and back to hair again. There are a couple people that I regularly chat with, including the checker that wanted to talk to me. So she comes from behind the customer service counter and asks me my name (this is how informal my conversations are - I only know Luke the butcher by name to this point!) and tells me to come with her to the back of the store. I had to ask if I should be worried - I've never been whisked away at the grocery store before. She takes me back behind the doors to the deli area (this is very, very strange I'm thinking) and has one of the chefs come over. Her name is Beth (I see from her name tag, because she's usually to far away for me to see it) and I've, of course, chatted with her before. Apparently, they've been on the look-out for me.
Beth goes onto tell me that Kevin, the other chef, who I've also chatted with and complimented me when my hair was very, very, very new, has been diagnosed with cancer. Kevin is now a leukemia and lymphoma survivor. He is a tall, happy, strong-looking guy, who is so tall, that he has to duck his chef hat so it doesn't bump the range hood. He is receiving in-patient chemo and has mentioned my name and called me an inspiration. I give Beth a hug and tell her that I am very flattered. My journey has been a cake walk compared to his, I am certain. She tells me that he would like to hear from me and gives me his phone number and an address.
Tomorrow I will go find the best card that I possibly can and send it to him, because there was nothing like getting a good card. I'll give him my number so he can call on his time. I'm not sure how I would introduce myself on the phone - "This is Sandy, the customer from Sendik's that was wearing bandannas about a year ago. I was just abducted at the store..." What will I say to him? I will tell him to enjoy the days where you can eat raw fruits and vegetables and set some goals for this time next year - something you've wanted to do, but never had the time. Before you know it, you will be the one that is some one's inspiration and was wearing bandannas last year.
Chef Kevin, I will wear my Cancer Sucks bike socks for my duathlon tomorrow in your honor.
Carina did miss her sister. She did fun things with Grandma all day, but around 2:00 she said, "I want to go get Olivia now."
A couple of Olivia's friends were a bit apprehensive about the whole thing. One of her friends told her dad she was a little nervous, kind of like Nastia (Liukin) before her balance beam routine in the Olympics.....5K seems to be quite the world stage in their minds.One more funny story from Carina today. Quinn had an accident in the living room. Carina walked over to some books and told Grandma she was going to "get the pee book out and see why Quinn was such a bad dog." She flipped though the book and said, "it says that we need to get a girl dog that doesn't have a butt." So, the next time you are choosing a pet, keep that in mind.