Saturday, January 27, 2007

You can't handle the truth!

There are about a thousand things that I love about the Lance Armstrong Foundation. One of them is that they are all about truth. They tell you the hard stuff. You need to hear the hard stuff. The Survivor Notebook that you can receive from LAF, is full of information and helpful tools to get you through your fight. It's about the truth, and the hard getting your affairs in order, obtaining a living will and health care directive, and organizing your health care information. Oh, did I mention it's free? You just pay to cover the cost of shipping. A good deal for such an outstanding tool. When you become a survivor, you are faced with your own mortality; and LAF can help you face the truths.

Lance Armstrong isn't afraid of the truth, he'll tell you how it is. On his blog, he talks about how cancer was not addressed during the State of the Union. As Ian and I half-watched the State of the Union, I noted that cancer wasn't mentioned. And I was a bit heartbroken. So many Americans die from cancer everyday, and while the death rates are decreasing, it is not enough. Remember, a 9/11 happens in the cancer world every 2 days. As Lance asks on his blog:
How long will we have to wait until our elected officials show us that a disease that kills one American, every minute of every day is one of their top priorities?

How long...until entire cities are taken away by cancer everyday? I sometimes feel like a hypocrite, being a Marine wife maybe I should be standing up against the war. But the fact is, I know more people who have been affected by a cancer related death than a war related death. I am pretty sure most Americans can say that. I wish I had a bigger voice, then maybe I could get it through Congress' head that cancer needs to be addressed now. I am grateful that Lance and LAF are about the truth, and their voice is bigger than mine. I won't stop advocating, I wont' stop writing to my Congressman and Senators, and I won't stop standing up for more financial support for cancer research. I think LAF said it best in their response to the State of the Union:
We believe this is not how you treat a disease that is expected to kill 560,000 Americans this year.

Monday, January 22, 2007

Having your very own personal cheerleader...

...can be a good thing. She will cheer you up when you are getting ready to have a fourth surgery. She will remind you that everything is going to turn out okay, "because you are too stubborn to die." And then she asks you to run a marathon with her, "Let's do it, it'll be so much fun!" And you say yes, because at the time you were temporarily insane. Or maybe you were too focused on getting your husband home from Afghanistan and the pending surgery to know what you were agreeing to do. Or maybe it was because you were delirious from the pain medication after surgery.

Whatever the reason, you agreed...and she remembered. And reminded you. You try to back out, "I have an old running injury that prevents me from running ever again." Or you try, "I'm a big sissy, huge." But it doesn't work, nothing works. She's a cheerleader, a perky and persistent cheerleader. And she dubbed herself as your cheerleader, and then it begins. The brainwashing. And doesn't stop until any recollection of you not wanting to run is gone. And most of your memories of actual pain were brainwashed away too, because you need to not feel pain to run a marathon. But through all the brainwashing she is as perky as a cheerleader, because that's what she is. Remember, she's your cheerleader. And she continues to remind you, "It'll be fun!"

So yes, I think I've been brainwashed by my friend Beckie. There's this marathon you see, at Disney World in January 2008. And she thinks it'll be fun, and now so do I. It seems likely I won't be getting out of this brainwashing anytime soon, because now I have been looking for information about training for a marathon! And Beckie and I want to raise money for a good cause. You guessed it, for LAF. So I guess I'll start my training soon, unless another brainwashing session comes along and I'm going to be doing a triathlon...NO, Beckie!

Friday, January 19, 2007

Baby Mania

Okay, this is just insane: 5 Babies in 12 Months.

I can't even wrap my head around changing that many diapers in one day!

Thursday, January 18, 2007

The Jacksonville Ninja

Despite this town not having much for children, it has it's perks. There is no lack of steak restaurants, car dealerships, tattoo shops, or muscles. There are some local sites that if you are lucky, happen to see. There is a retired Marine that rides his bike all over town and the man who has been named "The Jacksonville Ninja."

This video doesn't do him justice. He practices a martial art at one of the major intersections with some kickin' music. If you honk at him, he'll wave at you in a pose. It's quite graceful!

Sunday, January 14, 2007

San Diego!

We are getting excited about our big move. It's still 4 and 1/2 months away, but there is lots to do! Our house is pretty much ready to sell, but there are a few minor repairs here and there to be done. I'm not looking forward to living in a house that is on the market, but know I will enjoy how clean it will be! Ian will be going to a PCS class on base sometime in the next couple weeks. There he'll get more information about the military moving us and what extra allowances we will receive for our move. After he attends the class, he'll be able to contact the housing office at Miramar about living quarters for us.

I've been doing a little searching for info about San Diego, and everything I find says the weather is perfect! There will be so much to do out there...Sea World, Disneyland, the zoo, ther wild animal park, and the culture! We are looking forward to living in a diverse city and being able to expose Jack to a variety of foods and cultures.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

"Oh, just adopt!"

I found this interesting article today: People can say so many hurtful things during your quest to create a family without realizing they are hurting you. And after an adoption, they don't stop, "You'll get pregnant now that you can relax since you have a baby." A couple's chance of conceiving after adoption is no greater than it was before the adoption. If babies or water was a magical cure to infertility, I think we all would have heard about it!

When we chose to build our family by adoption, it wasn't after years of infertility treatments. It was after just a year of trying to conceive, a ruptured cyst on my ovary (leading to a PCOS diagnosis), a deployment to Iraq, and a thyroid cancer diagnosis. A difficult road to get there, but once we talked about adoption, it took all of 20 seconds to decide that's how we wanted to build our family. And it felt right.