Suck it cancer!
Well well well... today is my 'cancerversary'.
A year ago it was confirmed that Brad had moved in with Thelma. (For all the newbies... Brad =cancer & Thelma = right boob). That's right. 365 days ago.
A year ago today I broke the news to lots of people that I had just been diagnosed with breast cancer.
Being a newlywed, most people thought I was about to tell them I was pregnant.
Talk about awkward conversations!! 😂 🤦♀️
A year ago today we also decided (after the diagnosis where I INSISTED on carrying on our day as normal and visit kitchen showrooms) that we would go for a black kitchen bench top.
A year ago today I hated running. I've never been able to get into that runner/joggers rhythm and go for more than 40 seconds. I also immensely dislike exercising with people.
A year ago today I was so pasty... i did not tan. Even though it was the middle of summer.
I also disliked kale...
And year ago today I didn't need mid afternoon naps.... because I was 32 and in the prime of my life.
If there's one thing I've learnt in the last year, it's that things change...
Our kitchen bench top is white.
This morning, even though I still hate running and exercising with others, I joined a bunch of GC's and we met for a weekly running group. 🤦♀️🏃♀️
Check out my TAN!! (if anyone mentions it's just the sunset glow imma slap you in yo faaaace. Give a woman a break!!)
And I love kale... (I bought a rowing machine and called it Kale 🤣😂🤣😂) My partner called it the ornament because he doesn't think I use it. But I DO!!
Also... naps are now life 😂 I often post pictures on Instagram about beating my time, or 'smashing' my goals... and I'll explain it like this:
I set my alarm on school nights for 9.20pm in hopes that after I faff about I'll be in bed by 9.45pm. Realistically I'm in bed at 10pm-ish and according to sleepcalculator.com that means I should wake up about 6am. (Sleep cycles bla bla bla)
I see it like this... If I get a good night's sleep I will wake up with 100 credits. If I exercise I use about 35 credits. Work (or just the general average day during the weekend) takes up about 50 credits. Then I'm left with 15 credits for everything else past 5pm and that includes being a good wifey for lifey to Adder. Some days work or exercise takes up a lot more and I don't have many credits left at the end of the day to spare. Other days if I know it's going to be a big work one, I'll take credits from elsewhere. But I don't like doing that.
Currently, exercise is #1. My oncologist says it can reduce the rate of reoccurrence of cancer by up to 40%. She's got a lot of fancy certificates on her wall so I take her word for it. If I dont exercise, the alternative outcome scares the poopies out of me.
This is why, at the moment, I am saying no to a lot of things and as much as I would like to be back doing everything, I just can't, not yet anyway.
But you know what, I've got the 'post cancer' outlook on life. It takes a while and doesn't happen overnight.
So suck it cancer. You f*&%ng jerk.
-Rebecca van Dijk-