Thursday, April 29, 2010

Another Bad Day...

How could today be worse than yesterday? It is. Another attempt at going into work, but that was soon overturned. I don't know why all of a sudden I'm vomiting more than ever before. I've been undergoing chemotherapy for 6 months now and never had such a bad week. Even the anti-nausea pills are not working the way they used to :( I had jello and 7-up for lunch, at least that stayed down.

I really hope I feel better by this weekend. There's a huge fundraiser that Jordan and I are supposed to work and it would really be a bummer if I couldn't. My friend Sonia is the leader of our RAC-PAC group that is running and/or walking for the 2010 Komen Sacramento Race for the Cure on 5/08. Well, this Saturday, 5/01 is a fundraiser for our group and it's at Ettore's European Restaurant & Bakery, 2376 Fair Oaks Blvd., Sacramento from 11am-10pm. The fundraiser is called "I've Gotta Beef with Cancer", and Jordan & I will work the door for a couple hours at this event. If you're in the area....maybe you could stop by and say hello!!

Today I choose to BELIEVE that everything will work out and that we'll make it to the event. I also choose to BELIEVE that tomorrow will be a better day :)

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Under the Weather...

I tend to not write when I'm feeling under the weather. However, I realized that it's been a week and people probably wonder if everything is okay. Maybe they should know that it's not always good news coming from this neck of the woods. Maybe I should paint a real picture of what it's like for me. Okay...here goes.

This morning I was planning on working. I woke up at 5:30 when our dog, Sammy, decided she wanted out of her crate. I slept on the couch last night because John's snoring was a bit too much for me. I tossed and turned most of the night, trying to get comfortable. When Sammy wakes up she's wild and crazy to say the least. She's a 1-year-old black lab. After she chased the cats, she ran over to eat and it was time for me to sit at the computer and wake up. I could hear the shower as John started his day. As soon as I started checking the email, my stomach started to moan. Oh no, I'm almost out of anti-nausea medication. I have one left, so I take it. It might be too late, my stomach is starting to really hurt. I get off the computer and walk into the living room after grabbing a large bowl (just in case). As I sat on the couch yelling for Johnny to wake up for school, my stomach turned over again and again. I couldn't hold back and vomited for the next 1/2 hour or so. I guess I wasn't going into work. Johnny told me later on that that's got to be the grossest sound ever to wake up to :(

I proceeded to crawl back into bed after I called work. John took the kids to school and kissed me goodbye. I slept on-and-off the rest of the afternoon. I never got out of my pajamas. Paula brought over dinner and Johnny helped with putting it together tonight. I slept right through dinner. I'm awake now and just finished up a plate, hoping to keep it down.

Tomorrow is a new day :) I'm hoping for the best.

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

2010 Survivor Reception...

Last night I attended a Susan G. Komen for the Cure Sacramento Valley 2010 Survivor Reception at the Citizen's Hotel in downtown Sacramento. My sister-in-law Monica joined me as my guest for the evening. It was really fun to see Sonia, Tina and another couple gals that I'd met through the different fundraisers for breast cancer awareness. We had a wonderful dinner, played a game of "Komen Idol", and even had our pictures taken in the photo booth.

Although this is a great group of women (and men) to be associated with, you never really ask to be in the "cancer club", you just become an honorary member when you're diagnosed. So, although I had a great time and I continue to appreciate all the love and support from my new group of friends, it still chokes me up when I walk into the room. My thinking is...why? Why do all of these women (and men) have cancer? Why haven't we found a cure? And will we ever? And then there's always the.....why me? Someday I hope to have answers to those questions.

"People are always telling me that
change is good. But all that means is
that something you didn't want to
happen has happened." - Meg Ryan (in support of her mother, Susan Ryan Jordan)


Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Friends in Town...

Our friends Dave & Brenda came to visit w/their two young children, Sierra and Noah. They came yesterday afternoon and stayed in a hotel, but we were able to meet up by dinner time and go to John's restaurant for a delicious meal. Afterwards we went back to our house for a nice visit. This morning after breakfast we decided to take them to Old Sacramento where we watched a mock "shoot out" and walked the streets for awhile, checking out some of the shops along the way. What a fun day, it was beautiful weather and we got to spend it with good friends. By the time we pulled back into the driveway I could hardly keep my eyes open :( Although it was fun to adventure out today, it was a quick reality check after a couple hours and my body reminded me to take it easy. I'm still very tired after my four hour nap and will be heading back to bed soon, but it was well worth the visit.

"Nothing is stronger than strength of spirit.
The body may falter, but inside, unchanging,
a spirit brilliant with strength and resilience
shines on. And on. And on." - The Spirit of Hope

Today my spirit shines on and on. Although my body sometimes cannot catch up, my spirit shines on.

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Good Friends...

The past few days I haven't felt really good, I was extremely tired so I didn't blog. Although my lab tests came back looking great, I guess I needed some extra sleep and so that's what I've been doing. I apologize if any of you were worried that you hadn't heard from me in awhile. Everything is good, still trucking along.

Today I went to chemo #17 and invited my good friend Teresa Rose (aka my Weight Watcher's Leader). It felt so good to have alone time with Teresa, she's such a wonderful person. Teresa works really hard and has such a busy schedule @ home and work, that I felt so privileged to just have her attention for the couple hours that I did. She literally teaches 11 Weight Watcher meetings a week, plus has guest appearances on Good Day Sacramento all the time. So for her to take the time for me, felt so good. It was funny because Monica (the Pharmacist) walked by at one point and ended up spending a great deal of time getting great advice from Teresa about the program. She's amazing.

Sonia Susac also joined us this afternoon after she was finishing up some of her things on her list. She's also an incredibly busy lady who I want to thank for always being by my side. Sonia is the leader of a group walking in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure @ Cal Expo on May 8th. I'm part of Sonia's group (the RAC-PAC) and plan to walk as far as I can. I know I won't be able to make the 5K, however, there's a smaller race for those who need it and it's 1 mile. Hopefully I can manage that. Anyway, Sonia is very busy with the planning and organization of this group and she deserves MAJOR kudos for all the fundraising efforts and work that she puts in on a daily basis for breast cancer awareness. Throughout all of this I'm blessed to have found a wonderful friend in Sonia.

During my treatment we realized that I'm again taking Benadryl and require a ride home...oops. So we worked it out with Teresa driving me home, followed by Sonia driving my van. Then Teresa took Sonia back to her car. What ABSOLUTELY WONDERFUL friends I have. Without them, I don't know what I would do.

Thank you Teresa and Sonia ~ I love you guys lots!

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Thank you for following me...

As I was talking with Teresa at work yesterday, it dawned on me that there are a LOT of people who read this blog. There are 22 followers right now, but I know there are actually more people than that, but they just haven't registered. That's amazing. Why would anyone want to know what is happening in my daily life? Wow, I feel loved. I know I mentioned this before, but it took me being diagnosed to really feel how much I was truly loved, and it also took my brother-in-law, Bob, to point it out to me. Why does it take something so big for us to feel worthy of love?! I wish with all my heart that each of you feel worthy and feel the love of one another, I truly do.

Pull out the china and use it today, don't wait for that "special day" for everyday is a special day and we need to celebrate the fact that we woke up.

"But when this happens to you - and
I think other people would identify
with this - suddenly, colors are brighter.
You see everything." - Lynn Redgrave

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Friday, April 2, 2010

God's Plan...

Each day that the sun shines through the curtains and wakes us up, is a blessing. Each breath that we take is truly a gift from God. When it's our time to go, we may have no warning, for he has called us and it is our time. They say that there is so much more to look forward to, that life on earth is nothing in comparison. That still doesn't bring much comfort when we lose a loved one.

As you know, I've been friends with Luanne for approximately 30 years now. I used to hang out at her house, went on vacations with her family, we shared it all. Now her family is hurting. They are in mourning. Luanne's nephew (Daniel Stanislaw) lost his life this past Sunday night when we was driving and lost control of his vehicle. Daniel was only 23 years old.

We don't know why God decided to take Daniel at such a young age. He must have big plans for Daniel. Is there a need for cake decorators in heaven? Daniel was truly talented and had a gift. Daniel was a son, a brother, a nephew, a grandson, and a friend. Daniel may you rest in peace. You were loved.

"The journey of healing
takes patience and time,
love and support,
courage and hope." by The Spirit of Hope

God, please look after Luanne's family as they mourn the loss of Daniel. Please comfort them and ease their pain.

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Daddy's Little Girl...

I grew up being the only girl, with three brothers and maybe that's why I was daddy's little girl. I was born with a congenital hip problem, where it wasn't fully developed when I was born. This resulted in me wearing a body cast until I was about two years old. Again, maybe this was another reason for my daddy to favor me, I don't know.

Fast forward to 1995, my dad had a major stroke while visiting family on Father's Day. As a result, my dad hasn't been able to talk or walk since then. He lives in a nursing home in Davis, California. Although life is nothing like it used to be, believe it or not, he seems to be content. He has lots of friends at the home and most importantly, they take very good care of him.

I have been asking lots of friends and family whether or not I should tell my dad about my cancer. Some have suggested that I wear a wig, some have said to wear a hat. We've even wondered how much he would comprehend. Well...yesterday we finally went for the visit. I couldn't put it off any longer. We walked right in and he was there in the lobby, looking good, just taking it all in. When he took one look at us, he immediately smiled and started motioning for us to come over. He initially looked at me funny, like there was something different about my head, but I laughed and kissed him. I wore a hat. After about five minutes, I couldn't stand it any longer and just took my hat off and grabbed for his hand to touch my head. Although he didn't want anything to do with touching my head, he laughed and made a face to imply that "so what, you have no hair". I proceeded to tell him how good I was feeling and that although I have cancer, I was kicking it's butt. He liked that. We went back to his room for a nice visit and although I tried to mention the illness a couple times, he really didn't seem to care about it. At one point he shook his finger at me as if to say, "you'd better fight like hell" and I promised him I would.

"Courage is doing what you must
when doing what you must
is the hardest thing of all" by the Spirit of Hope

You see, although I didn't want to tell my dad, I knew that I couldn't put it off any longer. The only thing I feared was that he would be sad that he couldn't help me out, make me all better. However, since I looked healthy, I don't think it was an issue and it ended up being a nice visit with my dad.

Peace to you all ♥ Love, Genie