I have had some very productive days. Tuesday Charme' and I got together and started planning for next year. Sounds early, but it sure makes next year feel more put together and a bit less "I've got so much to do". We tried it last summer for this last year and it was nice having almost the first half of the year planned. Yesterday was productive in a different way. I met with the math mapping team for our school and we wound up the mapping for the year. I input the second 9 weeks, while Tami, Melisa, Connie, and Angie got the 3rd and 4th nine weeks lined out and ready to input. I will get that input soon. We got hung up with linear measurement, but we finally came to a consensus after phone calls, computer consulting, pepole consulting, and discussing every aspect you could possible imagine to include apples! Thanks Tami for keeping us on track. Thanks for giving up your morning girls. I enjoyed lunch with you. Just remember you can't go wrong with chicken, bacon, and avocado.
Then Ken and I spent part of the afternoon with the oncologist. I did my lab work right after lunch. (I almost forgot.) It was a pretty good appointment. She confirmed I will continue taking herceptin through September, I need another NVG test this month (that is the heart test), it takes a year for your body to recover from the effects of chemo for 85% of people who have had chemo and up to 2 years for others, and I have lymphodema. (I am ordering lots of patience! Help!) They will make an appointment for me to go to Mercy to the lymphoma clinic. So, I am going to explore another little side road on my journey to recovery. Other than those little details, she was very pleased at how well I am doing and that I am exercising.
Well, I have a little comparison for you. At some point I will probably need to wear the undergarment (from hell) that I met last month getting "hot" for the wedding. You might be familiar with the spanks episode. Since I will only wear it for very very special dress up occasions, and those don't come along very often, it is kind of like childbirth, you forget how horrible the experience was! And you do it again! Since I am trying to work out everyday I am not getting a chance to forget between struggles with the sports bra. The getting on is okay. The getting off is still another story. Maybe as I get streamlined it will become easier. That is me trying to be positive! I think I need to get new work out shoes. My feet hurt. My shoes are about three years old. I went to a store in OKC where you walk on a mat and they sell you shoes that are designed for your foot type. They sold me! I have enjoyed these shoes, but they are three years old. (Please don't tell my mom or my daughters. I can just imagine!) The shoes are a bit pricier than I would normally spend, but they feel good. So, that needs to go on the to do list.
Oh, I almost forgot the highlight of my workout on Tuesday. My workout buddy, Laura almost had to help me out. I am trying to branch out and try some new things so my workout is as effective as possible and as least mind numbing as possible. I think today is the day to try the rowing machine. I have been eyeing it for a couple of weeks. I might as well have someone there who gets me when I make a fool of myself, since I don't know what I am doing. But I have been watching people use this machine for some time now. Anyway, Laura is off working on upper body strength and I decide to do some rowing. I get down on it, almost to the ground. I get my feet positioned it it, there is a strap that you can undo to make it easier, but in my wisdom I think I'll just slip my big feet in. Uhuh that happened in 5-10 minutes! Hmm should of used the strap. Finally I am ready to start rowing, but the oars are attached to the bar infront of my feet and my knees are under my chin and I discovered my arms are to short for my body!! Who knew? I've never felt like my arm growth was stunted. Okay, my options are to call for Laura to hand me my oars or to push off with my feet and hope when I bend I have enough momentum going that I can grab the oars! If you know me you can already guess how this is going to go. Yes, I push off! I don't think many people (since there weren't many, at this hour, which makes the gym on the quiet side) noticed the odd sounds each time I attempted to push off, rebound, and strain to reach farther. I did prevail! I was worn out before I started rowing, but I did try something new! Oh wait it isn't over. I get done and I have to rehook the oar. Ha Ha! I'll be cool and hold it until I get my feet out. Oops! It is just as hard if not harder to get the shoes out of the foot places. Do I use the strap? Well no I am holding the oar, I just struggle. I get my feet out, the oar re-attached, and it is time to get up. Hmm! I am really down low, there is nothing for leverage to help me get up, and the seat keeps moving when I try to stand. I did finally make it up (without help). I was complaining to Laura about my stomach ( I couldn't let her know how defective my arms are). I told her I knew I was repositioning, knew my body was changing, but I thought my stomach was getting bigger. Laura didn't miss a beat, she said that it wasn't getting bigger my body was getting smaller! Ahh! That made me feel better, kind of. She is a good friend!
It is herceptin time again on Friday. I have been so tired lately, I almost can't imagine how much more it will zap me. It will and I WILL get through it. It is so hot outside and walking from a parking lot into a building wears me out. I know it isn't the walking, but it is the heat.
Congratulations Charme'! She called yesterday with the news that her 10th grandbaby was born. Her daughter and granddaughter are both healthy and doing fine. I am so happy for you. Miracles do happen! God bless you and yours.
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