Friday 27 June 2014
Cancer, ugh!: 6's All Around: A Look Back On My Six Months With ...
Cancer, ugh!: 6's All Around: A Look Back On My Six Months With ...: Me: Doctor, a guy actually called out "Mayor Rob Ford" when he walked in behind me at a truck stop. The cancer meds have given me ...
6's All Around: A Look Back On My Six Months With Cancer
Me: Doctor, a guy actually called out "Mayor Rob Ford" when he walked in behind me at a truck stop. The cancer meds have given me a giant head and multiple chins.
Dr. H: I would have kicked him in the nuts!
(Love my medical team! Nut kickers and nut fixers!)
It's 6AM and a little over six months since my diagnosis and I am starting my blog again prior to my sixth and final chemo treatment. It feels like a pretty special day for me as I'm passing a few milestones and feeling like a much stronger person than I ever thought I had in me. The diagnosis of inoperable, mid-late stage cancer back in December seems so far away now and feels beatable because of how enjoyable the last six months have been. I owe the enjoyment of these last six months to so many people who I don't have the time or space to list but you know who you are.
The latest visit with one of the main doctors of my medical team shows hope and the chance of getting rid of my cancer for a period of time. He didn't want to use the word "cure" but he's hoping that the chemo and surgery should keep it away for a year or years and then we'll be ready to start again and fight it once more. He also added he'd like to take credit for it but to expect my other oncologist would do the same. It was a pretty upbeat visit. He was surprised I played soccer for two hours the night before our visit and after undergoing five chemo sessions. I didn't add that I played it badly and slowly. I'm two hours from my last session and it feels like I've run a marathon, written a five thousand word essay, eaten a fifth plate at a buffet and not cursed during a practice! In all fairness, there's no way I'm lasting a full practice without swearing as you players are going to make one of those pussy passes that pisses me off and then forget to box out!!!!! And that's why I love coaching you all.
It's been the offseason since May 11th and that's driving me nuts with boredom. After my fourth chemo session we took Rebecca to Detroit to see Lady Gaga. She spent a good part of the season having to go to my practices and games so the offseason was a time for her. The concert was rough as the meds were wearing off so despite the loud music I fell asleep in the stands. The one funny thing was I wore what I felt was a cool shirt that may have had a Western look to it. I showed a coworker the pic and she told me I looked like a chubby guy going to see Toby Keith. My wife pushed me through the show and then the next day we spent the day at the Michigan Science Center. It was rough but through this cancer ordeal she has pushed me to do more than I felt I could. I've wanted to kill her at times or curse her out but I argued a little and then 99% of the time did something I didn't think I was up to. She's been a tough coach through this and I'm thankful for it.
I found a parent-daughter basketball camp was scheduled for Indiana University on Father's Day and I was hoping to take Rebecca there but it was a week after my fifth chemo so I was afraid to commit to it as I would have to drive about 2000km on my own to get there (Carolyn doesn't drive and Rebecca can't see above the wheel. In China, that would be ok but not in the USA.). A couple of days before the camp and Carolyn suggested with the subtleness of a steel pipe that I had told Rebecca we'd go and not wanting to let her down we registered and booked the kennel for our dog. We decided to leave Saturday morning and drive the 900km or so to Bloomington in one day and after the Relay For Life in Brantford!
The Relay For Life was an awesome experience! My U17 Brantford Briers basketball team had decided to enter as a team, and dedicated it to me, in the Brantford Relay For Life for the Cancer Society. They informed me I didn't have to be dead for them to dedicate it to me. Thanks...I think. It meant so much to me lining up with the players for the opening and hearing the team name called out. Every player except two made it to the event with some staying for the entire night, and it was a very cold night, to walk laps. This special group of people who I'll forever remember as my favourite team managed to raise almost $2500 which placed them #6 out of 46 teams and the youngest group to participate. It felt awesome to be able to walk that final lap just before 7AM with the last four players left. It was also a great reminder of how much coaching while fighting cancer through chemo and drugs had meant to me and how much a group of teenagers had given me the spirit to keep going and never quit. I rushed away as it closed because we had 900km to drive to get to Indiana.
The drive to Indiana was beautiful as the Midwest is one big postcard. We finally got there around 10pm after a BBQ detour and a brand new GPS that decided to avoid all highways in Indiana and take us on a route that featured every church and cornfield the Hoosier State had to offer. My wife wanted to drive to Assembly Hall as it was her first time on campus. The best part was seeing Rebecca immediately hooked and excited for the next day. It was hard but after a drive of ten hours or so she fell asleep.
We took her on a walk around campus where she fell in love with the buildings and then went over to Assembly Hall where she signed in for the camp. The head coach, the coaching staff and the players were so welcoming and great around the children and parents that my daughter was sad to see the camp end. After being put through drills for over three hours I was quite ok with the end of camp. I had wrongly assumed it was parents watching daughters at camp. Coach Miller put us dads through everything but in twenty years of coaching it was the best run camp and the most "into the campers" staff and players I have ever been around. There's something special going to happen with that program in the next year or so. The highlight was Rebecca and I being called up and being given an autographed ball by Coach Miller for having travelled so far to attend camp. My daughter wanted to line up twice to get the players to sign her shirt and picture and these players chatted with her the whole time. We left the camp having spent a full day where cancer wasn't in the picture. Rebecca left camp with the basketball bug and now with her ball on display she only wants to talk about going to camp again next year! Thanks Indiana Hoosiers Women's Basketball!
We're home and it's the offseason and the biggest lesson I've taken from the last six months is to stay busy, surround yourself with good people, listen closely to positive stuff, ignore the negative, enjoy little things like the smell of coffee or a chemo fart in your friend's car while he is out getting gas, KEEP BUSY, do everything you'd normally do, have a 'personal trainer' who pushes you and only crash when you really need to. Oh yeah and be as open as you can about your illness. I'm not ashamed I have cancer as it's just an illness I have. I talk about it with everyone and I try to answer all their questions because when they or someone they know has it maybe they'll be better prepared and not feel weird about sharing with others. I've learned a lot from others because of sharing it. I remind people it's not like cancer is an STD I picked up because I slept with a half dozen sailors on a Greek tugboat!
A friend asked me how I top this past season as a coach as being diagnosed with cancer the day before the season, coaching almost every game save one and the team winning a provincial championship is tough to top. My response, next year I'm getting a new disease! I'll be the coach with ebola and cancer!
Dr. H: I would have kicked him in the nuts!
(Love my medical team! Nut kickers and nut fixers!)
It's 6AM and a little over six months since my diagnosis and I am starting my blog again prior to my sixth and final chemo treatment. It feels like a pretty special day for me as I'm passing a few milestones and feeling like a much stronger person than I ever thought I had in me. The diagnosis of inoperable, mid-late stage cancer back in December seems so far away now and feels beatable because of how enjoyable the last six months have been. I owe the enjoyment of these last six months to so many people who I don't have the time or space to list but you know who you are.
The latest visit with one of the main doctors of my medical team shows hope and the chance of getting rid of my cancer for a period of time. He didn't want to use the word "cure" but he's hoping that the chemo and surgery should keep it away for a year or years and then we'll be ready to start again and fight it once more. He also added he'd like to take credit for it but to expect my other oncologist would do the same. It was a pretty upbeat visit. He was surprised I played soccer for two hours the night before our visit and after undergoing five chemo sessions. I didn't add that I played it badly and slowly. I'm two hours from my last session and it feels like I've run a marathon, written a five thousand word essay, eaten a fifth plate at a buffet and not cursed during a practice! In all fairness, there's no way I'm lasting a full practice without swearing as you players are going to make one of those pussy passes that pisses me off and then forget to box out!!!!! And that's why I love coaching you all.
It's been the offseason since May 11th and that's driving me nuts with boredom. After my fourth chemo session we took Rebecca to Detroit to see Lady Gaga. She spent a good part of the season having to go to my practices and games so the offseason was a time for her. The concert was rough as the meds were wearing off so despite the loud music I fell asleep in the stands. The one funny thing was I wore what I felt was a cool shirt that may have had a Western look to it. I showed a coworker the pic and she told me I looked like a chubby guy going to see Toby Keith. My wife pushed me through the show and then the next day we spent the day at the Michigan Science Center. It was rough but through this cancer ordeal she has pushed me to do more than I felt I could. I've wanted to kill her at times or curse her out but I argued a little and then 99% of the time did something I didn't think I was up to. She's been a tough coach through this and I'm thankful for it.
I found a parent-daughter basketball camp was scheduled for Indiana University on Father's Day and I was hoping to take Rebecca there but it was a week after my fifth chemo so I was afraid to commit to it as I would have to drive about 2000km on my own to get there (Carolyn doesn't drive and Rebecca can't see above the wheel. In China, that would be ok but not in the USA.). A couple of days before the camp and Carolyn suggested with the subtleness of a steel pipe that I had told Rebecca we'd go and not wanting to let her down we registered and booked the kennel for our dog. We decided to leave Saturday morning and drive the 900km or so to Bloomington in one day and after the Relay For Life in Brantford!
The Relay For Life was an awesome experience! My U17 Brantford Briers basketball team had decided to enter as a team, and dedicated it to me, in the Brantford Relay For Life for the Cancer Society. They informed me I didn't have to be dead for them to dedicate it to me. Thanks...I think. It meant so much to me lining up with the players for the opening and hearing the team name called out. Every player except two made it to the event with some staying for the entire night, and it was a very cold night, to walk laps. This special group of people who I'll forever remember as my favourite team managed to raise almost $2500 which placed them #6 out of 46 teams and the youngest group to participate. It felt awesome to be able to walk that final lap just before 7AM with the last four players left. It was also a great reminder of how much coaching while fighting cancer through chemo and drugs had meant to me and how much a group of teenagers had given me the spirit to keep going and never quit. I rushed away as it closed because we had 900km to drive to get to Indiana.
The drive to Indiana was beautiful as the Midwest is one big postcard. We finally got there around 10pm after a BBQ detour and a brand new GPS that decided to avoid all highways in Indiana and take us on a route that featured every church and cornfield the Hoosier State had to offer. My wife wanted to drive to Assembly Hall as it was her first time on campus. The best part was seeing Rebecca immediately hooked and excited for the next day. It was hard but after a drive of ten hours or so she fell asleep.
We took her on a walk around campus where she fell in love with the buildings and then went over to Assembly Hall where she signed in for the camp. The head coach, the coaching staff and the players were so welcoming and great around the children and parents that my daughter was sad to see the camp end. After being put through drills for over three hours I was quite ok with the end of camp. I had wrongly assumed it was parents watching daughters at camp. Coach Miller put us dads through everything but in twenty years of coaching it was the best run camp and the most "into the campers" staff and players I have ever been around. There's something special going to happen with that program in the next year or so. The highlight was Rebecca and I being called up and being given an autographed ball by Coach Miller for having travelled so far to attend camp. My daughter wanted to line up twice to get the players to sign her shirt and picture and these players chatted with her the whole time. We left the camp having spent a full day where cancer wasn't in the picture. Rebecca left camp with the basketball bug and now with her ball on display she only wants to talk about going to camp again next year! Thanks Indiana Hoosiers Women's Basketball!
We're home and it's the offseason and the biggest lesson I've taken from the last six months is to stay busy, surround yourself with good people, listen closely to positive stuff, ignore the negative, enjoy little things like the smell of coffee or a chemo fart in your friend's car while he is out getting gas, KEEP BUSY, do everything you'd normally do, have a 'personal trainer' who pushes you and only crash when you really need to. Oh yeah and be as open as you can about your illness. I'm not ashamed I have cancer as it's just an illness I have. I talk about it with everyone and I try to answer all their questions because when they or someone they know has it maybe they'll be better prepared and not feel weird about sharing with others. I've learned a lot from others because of sharing it. I remind people it's not like cancer is an STD I picked up because I slept with a half dozen sailors on a Greek tugboat!
A friend asked me how I top this past season as a coach as being diagnosed with cancer the day before the season, coaching almost every game save one and the team winning a provincial championship is tough to top. My response, next year I'm getting a new disease! I'll be the coach with ebola and cancer!
Things To Do With Cancer
Enjoy your life and keep busy!
Coach 27 games and 60 or so practices
Coach 27 games and 60 or so practices
Drive to Detroit to take your daughter to see Lady Gaga two day after chemo
Drive 2000km to Indana and back for a basketball camp
Put up a fence and do trim work on a new floor the day after chemo
Drive to Sudbury and back to coach a provincial championship team
Insult your staff on a daily basis and have them do the same to you
Enjoy chemo because it's a two hour break to watch a movie and get a good nap
Things Not To Do With Cancer
Feel bad for yourself (it happens but you have to shake it off)
Sit around and do nothing
Buy a big Afro wig when you lose your hair (I wanted to but wife said no)
Google cancer!!!!
One of friends was asking me about sun exposure, danger from sun, could I handle the sun, etc. I knew he was dancing around us playing golf and me being sensitive to the sun because of chemo. Finally, I said to him, "I think playing golf is ok because the worst thing that could happen is I could get...cancer."
Convenor: "The referees are not biased."
Me: "I agree. They are equally incompetent."
#shitkickcancer
Convenor: "The referees are not biased."
Me: "I agree. They are equally incompetent."
#shitkickcancer
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