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Mother’s Day, breast cancer, love & well-being…

Hello my lovelies

It was Mother’s Day in Australia and the US (UK is a different month/day) on Sunday just gone.

I have a tradition whereby I run a 5km fun run that is a fundraiser for breast cancer research. I have entered the fun run for several years now as I’ve always believed it’s a good cause and I have had a number of friends impacted by breast cancer and one friend died last year after contracting it for the third time (plus it had spread throughout her body). She refused any further treatments as she wanted to go out on her own terms. Full respect for her and her decision. She was a beautiful soul.

Last year my daughter joined me for the run (usually we’d catch up for lunch after I completed the run). It was fantastic to have her with me and little did we know that a year later the run would have far more significance for us.

(The main image photo is my daughter and I after we finished the run – the love and bond between us is clear to see. She is the best human I have ever had the honour to know and love and I am so grateful to her for all the support she has given me, plus her quirky humour and kind and generous nature.)

Now I am the 1 in 7 women who has been directly affected by breast cancer. Read about the stats at the link here understanding breast cancer.  My diagnosis was less than two months ago, my surgery (lumpectomy and 5 lymph nodes removed) 8 weeks ago.

I have healed really well and I have returned to all my former pursuits. Running, dancing, gym workouts, hiking and walking my dog. I’m also back at work, I never really stopped, but some of my specialist appointments and my surgery and recovery days were during working days (I work part-time, 3 days/week). My workplace has been super supportive and my boss has said I can take as much time as I need, even if it means I suddenly need to leave work – which actually did happen when I first saw the surgeon and had surgery the following day.

I have also made some changes to my health and wellness routines. I quit alcohol completely, the minute I got the diagnosis, I’m like “I’m done…” alcohol is toxic and my body was unwell and now healing and there is no place for toxins. There is a direct correlation between alcohol consumption and cancer. Studies show that alcohol increases the likelihood of certain cancers, but there is no clear indication that it impacts one after a cancer diagnosis, but the recommendation is to steer clear – see this link for further information alcohol & cancer.

I am currently dealing with two separate cancers (got a diagnosis of non-Hodgkins Lymphoma a couple of weeks after the breast cancer diagnosis). So basically, for me, alcohol is off the menu – permanently and I don’t really care, it’s not something I will miss.  Whether alcohol played any role in my cancers is irrelevant really, my aim is to have optimal health and only consume things that have a positive impact at the cellular level and help with my healing journey.

I truly believe that the lymphoma was stress related. There is research that has found a link with chronic stress and speeding up the spread of cancer. Chronic stress also weakens the immune system – you can read more about it here connection between chronic stress and cancer. There is no direct evidence stress causes cancer (however a weakened immune system due to chronic stress may be a trigger), but it sure as heck makes it grow and spread like wildfire.

Therefore, in addition to rejigging my health and wellness routines, I have eliminated all forms of stress from my life. People who aim to cause me stress are no longer a part of my life, I literally cannot afford to have drama queens/kings causing me distress or trauma. I am meditating daily (it really, really does help in creating an inner peace) and focusing on the positives in my life, of which there are many.

I also decided at the beginning of last week to alter my diet to being entirely plant-based. For years now I have tried to eat only fresh food, mostly plants – but in addition I did eat meat and fish, eggs and some dairy. I feel that this is the right decision for me and my health, wellness and recovery/healing journey. I love finding veggie recipes and already had a bunch of go-to recipes that are plant based. I love chickpeas, hummus is life! So far, I am not missing or craving meat and I am increasing my nutrient intake with more veggies, legumes, nuts and pulses. And yes I am aware that I need to ensure sufficient Vitamin B12 (nutritional yeast for the win!); calcium and iron. I’m good at ensuring I get the right mix of food each day. Plus two tablespoons of ground flaxseed daily. There is evidence to suggest that the lignans in flaxseed have a beneficial effect, particularly in relation to breast cancer. Read about it here: 3 nutrients cancer survivors should know.

I have also eliminated refined sugars, the processed kind, not the sugars that you obtain from fresh fruit. There are different types of sugars and it’s the refined ones that cause damage at the cellular level. There is no direct evidence linking sugar and cancer. However, there is “…accumulating evidence that sugar consumption is associated with increased cancer risk, recurrence, and mortality.” (Reference link Sugar & Cancer UCSF.)

I’ll keep you all updated on my health and wellness journey, particularly with my tweaked nutritional regimen. In the meantime, stay well, stay healthy, stay strong!

 

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Foam Fest!

I convinced my daughter to join me in Foam Fest 2023

It was a 5km obstacle run! She was a little uncertain about joining in, but I said I’d signed up and she did likewise.

It was in the countryside at Brigadoon in Western Australia, so almost like a trail run – with obstacles! There were water slides, mud pits, lily pads, more water slides, log roles, hurdles and rope climbs…

We were in the first wave as I figured the course would get fairly mucky later in the day. That meant a 6am rise and at the course by 7am for check in… on a Saturday!

My little girl is a real trooper and was fine with my stealing her Saturday morning rest and relaxation time.

We went through a foam curtain to start off and then just ran! The first obstacle was a hurdle, my daughter leaped over, myself? More an undignified scramble 🤣

We were happily running together and chatting, it was a slightly cool start, but the sun soon put on the heat!

We got to the first mud pit and waded through, I slipped and fell in half way through and then at the end we had to clamber out. She reached back for my hand to help haul me out.

All the obstacles I managed and got through them. I am really proud and pleased with myself as some of them were quite challenging!

Nearing the end, we got to the lily pads, you can see from the photo above we had to run across them without landing in the water… My daughter ran across like a graceful gazelle! Me? More like a waddling, demented duck! At the end my daughter was waiting with her hands out and she helped me get back onto land before we continued running.

Every obstacle, she checked in with me either during or at the end to make sure I was ok. She offered her hands for every one that I needed help hauling myself out of…

The last one was a giant water slide! I’ve never been fond of water slides (I was ok with the middling ones on this course) and I also don’t like heights.

My daughter launched herself down and waited for me.

I baulked. I sat at the top, crossed my arms like instructed, then panicked. I got up and climbed back down. I kind of wish I had just thrown myself down and have mild regret that I didn’t. However, I also realise that sometimes I just can’t and you know, that’s ok!

My daughter waited for me and we then ran together to the finish line – hand in hand.

She is the best person in my life, hands down!!!

If you are interested in Foam Fest, here is the link for more information.

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Not a grandmother and that’s ok!

Not a grandmother and I’m totally fine with that!

First up I will say that grandparents are awesome and I’m happy for you if you have grandies. Ok, now onto my story. My daughter, who is in her early 30s, told me a couple of years back that she decided she did not want to have children. She is of that generation of women that carefully consider their life choices and make decisions based on what is right for them. 

I recall back when I was younger, in my early/mid 20s (in the 1980s, sheesh that was a long while ago!) there was a lot of pressure to have children. Whether you would make a good parent or not, the societal expectation was very much that you marry and have children (not always in that order 😂) but you get my drift, yes?

I was called selfish as I wasn’t sure I wanted children and dared to voice my opinion (I also didn’t get around to having my daughter until I was almost 32, which was not so common back in the day). I was puzzled at the idea of being called selfish for not wanting children. I still don’t quite get it. Young women make different and better choices these days, but there is still pressure and the ‘selfish’ word still gets thrown around a bit.

Choosing to live a full and happy life of work, travel, relationships, friends, volunteering, pets, hobbies, interests, fitness and fun seems a sensible choice to me. The world can be a bit of an unsettling place and not one we necessarily wish to bring children into. That said, I realize that people choose to have children as it’s a deep seated desire/need for them and again, good for them, but it’s not for everyone and that is fine and dandy.

I also hear folk of my age group who pester their adult children into having children as they want to be made ‘grandparents’ and have meaning and purpose in their lives. Heck, my mother pestered me and she already had a few grandies before I got around to producing another. She used to point to a space on the wall that she left ready for my child’s portrait, in between all the others. I told her I’d give her a photo of my cat, I think I was ahead of my time or just cheeky. Same/same!

I do not need grandchildren to add value to my life. I am content with my life and my relationship with my daughter is loving and close.

The photo for this post is of me and my daughter when she was a baby 🥰 and I 100% support her in any decision she makes about her life as an adult and I am incredibly proud of the way she has turned out. She is loving, kind, generous, thoughtful, smart and absolutely my best friend!

 

 

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My dog George

George the Spoodle…

My daughter paid for a photoshoot for my dog (and me, but mostly for my dog George). It was a lovely and thoughtful gift. Part of it includes one of the photos being transferred onto canvas so I can have it up on my wall. 🥰 When it’s ready, I’ll do another post so you can see how it turned out.

George is super photogenic and looks gorgeous in pics, he’s pretty good at posing too! 😂 He is quite the character. We went to a beautiful park on the other side of the city, in the late afternoon, so the photographer could catch the late afternoon/early evening light. The photographer was really relaxed and gentle with him and she had plenty of treats as well, much to George’s delight!

We actually had really good fun, George posed in between scampering about and catching up with new doggie friends. A couple of times the photographer and I actually fell about laughing at his antics. I think we were there for around one and a half hours and it never felt forced or stressful, which is important when working with animals. It all has to be natural and gently engaging for the dog and also allow the dog to feel comfortable being photographed.

The photos she sent me are really beautiful and captured his nature perfectly. I also know he is getting older (shhhh, don’t tell him, he thinks he’s still a puppy!) and at 11 years old our time together is at the shorter end. Which literally brings me to tears.

I can’t thank my daughter enough for this gift. ❤️

 

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