last post for 2011

I’ve thought about this post off and on for about two weeks now. Not specifically as the “last” post for 2011, but what I would write about as this year comes to an end. Then, as I thought an awfully long time, I am at the point where this has become the last post.

There is much to reflect upon as I look back at 2011. Some sadness. Some joy. I think that rather than rambling on and on about 2011, I’ll let my blog speak for the year that was.

I have a few wonderful things to look forward to in 2012 — my fifth cancerversary, the arrival of my friend’s TWINS, my brother’s possible wedding date (the engagement is “on”, the date just isn’t set yet that I’m aware of), and who knows what else.

So I’ll keep this short and just wish my friends and family a very happy and healthy new year.

See you in 2012.

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last Rx???

Today I filled a prescription for Letrozole. I have one repeat on it. Letrozole is paid for by the Province, and I get the prescription filled at the Victoria Cancer Centre.

So you don’t have to look it up— Letrozole is an aromatase inhibitor for treatment of hormonally responsive breast cancer, specifically persons who are  post-menopausal, like me. Letrozole prevents oestrogen from “binding” to cancer cell receptors.

What I’m not sure about is how long I actually have to take it. Most places I Google say that it’s 5 years, though there are other sites that say clinical trials are under way to determine how long a person should take the drug or need to take the drug. It can be prescribed to keep the cancer under control if there is metastases. If 5 years is the “answer”, then May 2012 is my end date.

You know, Letrozole has been a double-edged sword. On one hand it aids in keeping cancer growth in check or not at all, and on the other hand it contributes to , which I now have.

In some ways it’s like marking an end to what I’ve been through. Five years will have gone by both slowly and fast. As long as I remain symptom-free, I fall under “no evidence of disease”.

Five years. I’m 6 months away. Most prognosis stats I read say that the survival rate for my type of cancer is 40% (other sites say 25 to 50%) to reach 5 years compared to 85% with other types of breast cancer. Wow. That’s both humbling and very disturbing. But I’m 6 months away. And I’m emotional about that.

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picture ornaments

As promised, here are the pics.

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decorating – check

In what will likely go down as a first in our relationship, it was me who was most insistent about putting up the trees and Christmas wreath. Usually it is Vince bugging me and me not permitting anything until the first weekend in December.

Maybe it’s a sign I’m mellowing.

Ha ha ha

ROFL

Okay, even I won’t go for that.

The actual reason for this post has more to do with a suggestion Vince had. While we were out seeking the perfect companion tree for our set up (we found one), Vince suggested that we should buy those photo ornaments and put images in of our flock who have passed. It was such a sweet thought and just perfect.

Right now, those 5 ornaments are my favourite ornaments of the whole set up. I’ll take pics and post them tomorrow.

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reversed roles

What is WRONG with this picture?

  • Our nephew’s Christmas present is purchased.
  • Our Christmas cards (those few I still mail) are purchased.
  • The business Christmas cards are ordered.
  • We purchased two more boxes of LED lights for our trees.
  • I bugged Vince to get the Christmas wreath from storage to put on the apartment door.
  • I’m about to bug Vince to get the second tree out to put the lights on and THEN
  • We’ll decorate the trees.

Usually it’s Vince nagging me for permission to do anything Christmas and he usually starts the day after Halloween. I’m usually a stickler for the first weekend in December.

Not sure why this year I’m ahead of him.

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great saturday

Yesterday was a pretty great day overall. We only have two set plans for Saturdays – tea/coffee and groceries. The rest kind of just happens.

  1. On our way to Saxe Point, where Vince and I like to go and have our tea/coffee on a Saturday mornings, we were stopped at the light at Esquimalt and Tyee. At almost exactly the same time we noticed a tree (sapling?) on the hill at the Bayview condos was moving…following the tree down to the ground, what do we see? A buck scratching it’s head. It had quite the rack of antlers too. Anyway, most impressed and awed. I know that the urban deer are being touted as too many in quantity and the farms up the Saanich peninsula would like a cull because of crop damage/complete destruction this year. Despite that, I can’t help but smile at the sight of a deer.
  2. At Saxe Point we always see something – one time it was a couple porpoises going by, other times I’ve seen Pacific loons, Common murres, Northern flickers, etc. Saxe Point is a common place to find Anna’s hummingbirds. And yesterday, it was Anna’s that caught my attention, only because the male was doing a ritual mating dive. It is the coolest thing to witness – he goes up, up, up and then plummets straight down, pulling up to zoom past the female, known as a “U” dive. The cool part is what happens as he zooms past the female; there is a little whistle sound. I watched a documentary on hummingbirds and learned that the sound is produced by the tail feathers, not a chirp/call from the bird. This little fellow repeated the process four times before they flew off together.
  3.  On a leisurely meander along the beach drive, we stopped at the lookout over Trial Islands and noticed a few boats in the same area. Hauling out the binoculars, we realized they were stopped for a pod of orcas – though from a distance, it was a thrill to watch their fins through the water and watch them blow as they surfaced. We watched for quite a while, until the pod moved off more to the middle of the Juan de Fuca Strait.
  4. And finally, to end the day, we decided to go to one of the local recreation centres and go for a swim. I haven’t been swimming in probably 20+ years. And one of the things holding me back was my lack of bathing suit top since my mastectomy. Well, I solved that problem by going to my favourite local dance and fitness store: www.ellswear.com. This is the place that designed my special bra top for me. Sure enough, Wendy said “not a problem”. They took the top design from my bra top and added length (by taking a pattern from another design of top) and voilá, I had me a swim top. Vince and I chose to go for the ‘Adult’ swim 9:30 p.m. to 1 a.m. But we were there for 1.5 hours only. It was enough to do about 15 laps of the pool for me. On climbing out of the pool, GRAVITY sure kicked in. I’d like to go at least twice a week, but cost is always a factor.

It was one of those unplanned days, not sluggish by the description of a slug, and it was pretty awesome.

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playing slug

Four years out of treatment, surgery, etc., my favourite activity on a weekend continues to be playing slug.

I sometimes wonder what people think when they ask me what my weekend plans are and all I say is “nothing”. Truly nothing.

And yet, it’s not that I plan lie around doing nothing, it’s more like I don’t plan on anything and see what happens.

And if, by chance, I happen to end up lounging around, doing nothing, then I’ve had a great weekend.

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