It’s time to get back into creative mode.

Honor of walking the first round

 Next Sunday June 7th, I’ll walk the 5k Race for the Cure at Seattle’s Alaska Hwy, above the Waterfront with a georgous  panorama of the Olympic Mountains.

 Best of all, my husband and many of my friends will walk with me!

And since my skin is still fine, I’m back at the fitness studio for walking and weight lifting. Little weight, many repeats. This seems to work for my lymphedema as well, the muscle work pushes the protein and it reduces the great tention in the tissue and under the skin. It’s not gone, but doesn’t get worse either. Weight lifting also strengthens both arms, shoulders and upper body muscles, also stretches the under-arm tendon on the left side, which was very much impacted by the two surgeries.
And the best is, it leaves me with the great feeling I’ve accomplished something important!

Can’t wait to be allowed to go in the pool for swimming.

Today, I saw my radiologist. He is an extremly nice and comunicative doctor, also the whole radiology facility is a very pleasent place, as much as the cancer lets you forget where you are  
It was also the day when the ”mapping” of the area to be beamed happend, – now I have two TATTOOS on my chest. I always wanted a tattoo, but of course not that kind. Well, if it helps, I’ll hold up to it. For sure this will improve my changes for survival in the long run very much. Lets do it!

So far, I’m feeling not too bad, of course, no taste again. Not even a bland cup of tea is even remotly tasty.
Yesterday evening, I tried a friends recomendation of beer as a “sleeping aide”, – it worked! Hurray to my Black Pond Porter, Deschutes Brewery/OR. I love that beer  and it keept my night sweats in check.

Now, I’ll run over to South Seattle and pick up moving boxes. It’s time to clear the other house for the new owner. Finally.

I keep myself awake with small, mindless stuff in my sewing studio. Sorting fabric, finishing up small UFO’s, arrange scraps into a new pattern… Nothing really happens. Monday, it’ll start allover. Hope this time, the motivation of the “last chemo” will help me to get thru this easier. The lymphedema on my left arm is blooming up with every chemo cocktail. I can’t wait how it feels when the chemicals are finally worn off and my body belongs once again to me. How long is the going to take?

One positive thing happend this week: I didn’t need an aspiration at the second surgery site. Finally, the inner parts of the wound seem to heal up. Hope it stays this way.

So, I use my good BERNINA to krank out quilts for charity. This is the kind of “mindless work” my brain can manage, because Chemobrain has set in. I’m forgetting things, my concentration level is very low.
But even this has one big positive side effect: I’m getting rid of lots of unwanted fabric. Since I do nothing else for days in a row, I had to make a promiss to myself: Do NOT refill those bins just emptied!