{"id":3041,"date":"2011-07-24T20:21:00","date_gmt":"2011-07-25T03:21:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/?p=3041"},"modified":"2014-07-05T22:29:42","modified_gmt":"2014-07-06T05:29:42","slug":"thank-you-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/2011\/07\/24\/thank-you-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Thank You"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If you haven&#8217;t already heard, we have some pretty awesome news: <a title=\"wait. What?\" href=\"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/2011\/07\/wait-what\/\" target=\"_blank\">I just completed my treatment for breast cancer!<\/a><\/p>\n<p>I am so ready to get on with my life, but first I want to take a moment to say thank you to everyone who helped get me through the past 16 months since my diagnosis.<\/p>\n<h5>1. Gem<\/h5>\n<p>Look at that face. She is such a powerful motivator. And sweet, too.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"067 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5971959697\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6004\/5971959697_f8a641017e_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"067\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>No matter how rough things got, she was enough to get me out of bed &#8211; Even if that meant just going to the living room, and cuddling up with her on the floor.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s amazing how much she has grown up through this ordeal. Here she is just a week before I was diagnosed:<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"080 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972524354\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6144\/5972524354_6127df034b_z.jpg?resize=640%2C480\" alt=\"080\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>2. My Husband, Aaron<\/h5>\n<p>Aaron is my biggest cheerleader, the one who kept telling me that I CAN do this. He was the one who held me when I cried, and told me he would still love me no matter what, and made me feel sexy even missing a boob.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"088 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972520332\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6028\/5972520332_06ab3fff34_z.jpg?resize=425%2C640\" alt=\"088\" width=\"425\" height=\"640\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>He wouldn&#8217;t let me get depressed, and he fills my life with music.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"121 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972522290\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6008\/5972522290_2a62ebb32c_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"121\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>3. Mom<\/h5>\n<p>My mom was the one I could count on to drop everything, and come running at a moment&#8217;s notice<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"129 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972516848\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6007\/5972516848_45c2219a39_z.jpg?resize=640%2C425\" alt=\"129\" width=\"640\" height=\"425\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>4. Friends who formed a little army of volunteers<\/h5>\n<p>Kristen, Mary Jane, Diane, Sommer, Carrie, Candice, Tim, Mel, Sharon, and Perry &#8211; I can&#8217;t begin to describe how much you helped me. From bringing meals, to babysitting Gem, to washing dishes, to just sitting with me or taking me outside for a walk, you really helped to carry me through.<\/p>\n<h5>5. The young women of the Young Survival Coalition<\/h5>\n<p>It&#8217;s one thing to experience sympathy and empathy, but nothing helps like meeting others who understand because they&#8217;ve been there. I have written about the <a title=\"Its not the same\" href=\"http:\/\/coffeejitters.net\/blog\/2011\/03\/its-not-the-same\/\" target=\"_blank\">Young Survival Coalition<\/a> before, and I&#8217;m sure I will do so again and again and again going forward. These girls are my confidants, my hand-holders, my glass of wine with a side of giggles, and my sneaking out from a vegetarian retreat to bring back a side of bacon.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"222 by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972092275\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6132\/5972092275_272274d250_z.jpg?resize=640%2C427\" alt=\"222\" width=\"640\" height=\"427\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>5. Debbie Cantwell and The Pink Daisy Project<\/h5>\n<p>A breast cancer survivor herself, Debbie started <a title=\"The Pink Daisy Project\" href=\"http:\/\/www.pinkdaisyproject.com\/index.htm\" target=\"_blank\">The Pink Daisy Project<\/a> to help other young women deal with the overwhelming facts of everyday life that pile up while battling this disease. She came to my rescue by sending grocery cards so I could buy diapers, and hired a cleaning crew when I was too sick to deal with housekeeping. Debbie is truly a hero. Stay tuned: I&#8217;ll have more to say about Debbie in future posts. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"pink daisy project by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/5972108645\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm7.static.flickr.com\/6020\/5972108645_2cdf885a84_z.jpg?resize=638%2C511\" alt=\"pink daisy project\" width=\"638\" height=\"511\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>6. Delia<\/h5>\n<p>Dee is one of my oldest friends, and she&#8217;s been there for me through thick and thin. When I was diagnosed, she flew out to be here with me during my mastectomy. She helped whip my house into shape while I was recovering, and watched the baby, and helped in too many ways to list in one post. She&#8217;s another one of those people that I can count on no matter what.<\/p>\n<p><a title=\"Judy and Dee by coffeejitters, on Flickr\" href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/coffeejitters\/823073033\/\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm2.static.flickr.com\/1335\/823073033_30a1ff3c8d_z.jpg?resize=455%2C640\" alt=\"Judy and Dee\" width=\"455\" height=\"640\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h5>7. Old and New Friends; Some I&#8217;ve Never Met<\/h5>\n<p>Social media is an amazing phenomenon, and it has had a profound effect on my life. It&#8217;s brought me back into contact with old friends I haven&#8217;t seen in more than two decades, and it has introduced me to new friends, some I speak with every day, but have yet to meet face to face. \u00a0These friends have followed me through the ups and downs, provided encouragement, hope, sometimes a little gift or cash, an ear, a shoulder &#8211; and often at 3 in the morning, when normal people aren&#8217;t available.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>So now I&#8217;m done with treatment. I&#8217;m still contending with some of the side effects. I have some neuropathy, the fatigue is still slowing me down, and I&#8217;m typing with one hand because my arm is bound up to treat the lymphedema. But these are little, non-life-threatening issues, and we can deal with that.<\/p>\n<p>Right now, my heart is just full of gratitude.<\/p>\n<p>Now, we are looking forward. We are looking forward to Aaron getting a job. We are looking forward to me finishing my degree. We are looking forward to Gem being potty trained, and learning to read, and getting ready for pre-school. We are looking forward to a long, happy, and healthy life together.<\/p>\n<p>Love to you all.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If you haven&#8217;t already heard, we have some pretty awesome news: I just completed my treatment for breast cancer! I am so ready to get on with my life, but first I want to take a moment to say thank you to everyone who helped get me through the past 16 months since my diagnosis. 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