Every day, I am stronger.
Where last week my major physical accomplishment was a walk around the block (and what an accomplishment that was!), this week I accomplished something that I truly thought was beyond my grasp.
I walked in the Susan G. Komen Race For the Cure. That’s right. I didn’t sit on the sidelines. I didn’t ride the trolley. I put one foot in front of the other, and, with the help of my amazing family and new friend C.E., I walked a mile.
Sure, I faltered. Sure, I tired quickly. But family and friends kept me going, and, when I needed it, they stopped and rested with me. My mother-in-law put her arms around my waist and kept me going. My younger cousin’s inexorable spirit kept cheering me on and snapping pictures of us as we walked. My older cousin pushed my toddler in the stroller and set the pace. My cousin-in-law kept talking to me and encouraging me to walk if I could. My husband, God bless my husband, carried our baby the whole way, cradled in his arms, so the baby could sleep through and take his morning nap. My husband and father-in-law even registered for the race at the last minute (they’re not listed at the link above; their registrations brought our team donation to over $700) to walk with us and cheer my mother-in-law and me on.
And we made it. We walked the mile. Together. And at the end of the race, teenagers ran up and gave us pink roses and Boyd’s bears, and we laughed and smiled and went out to breakfast.
It was an amazing experience.
It did, however, wear me out. I’ve spent the last few days recovering, and working through the bone pain that has only increased with the second Taxol treatment, building on the first. My body hurts. But that which does not kill us makes us stronger, and today, I am stronger than I was last week.
The event itself was amazing. I didn’t know what to expect, but what I saw was dozens of breast cancer survivors with tens of thousands of supporters. I think I’ll try to write about it again tomorrow, and talk about What I Saw At the Race.
In the meantime, check out who’s talking about Breast Cancer Awareness Month and IBC!