So many people have asked and I am here to explain what it feels like to cross the line.
First off you are so tired. Your body aches, and you think you can't wak another step. Your shoes feel like they are attached to your feet permantly. You are sweating and it really is a struggle, but some how you want to make it. I remember that last day thinking if the sweeper van EVEN tried to sweep me they were going to have a problem. I had waked that far and I woud cross the finish line.
After you make it to the last half mile mark everyone is excited. Everyone is cheering you on. I met many friends at the mark and I shall never forget them. They kept me going when I wanted to quit. So as you are walking you can sttart to hear the cheers. You know you are getting close because the cheers slowly get louder.
We walked into solider field (where the Bears play). You hit the first level and the tears begin to fall. You are greeted by the loudest noise of my life. You hear the cheering and the thundersticks. There is no shortness of people waiting to greet you. You walk in that tunnel and know you have made a difference. It realy is the greatest expereince. For the first time in my life I felt like an athlete. I was proud of myself and what we as a group had accomplished.
I cried like a baby while I was in holding (where you wait for the last time). I was amazed at the support we were shown. So again I encourage you to do the walk. You really won't regret it
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Training, Walking, Cheering, and Crewing
So yesterday on Facebook I brought up the idea of people crewing the Dallas
First training, you have to do it. I have never met a person who walked a 3 Day and didn't train. When I say train I mean train. It takes time out of your day, but is SO worth it. Training doesn't include just walking. When I trained for the 2010 walk I cut a lot of things out of my life that weren't good for me. I went on a calorie restricted diet and stopped drinking for 4 months before the race. I also took several exercise classes (Zumba , AB
Second thing is walking. Rule number one know your body if something doesn't feel right stop. Rule number two HYDRATE, HYDRATE, HYDRATE with both water and a sports drink. The 3 Day community has a saying "Drink and Pee than no IV", and it works. At every pit stop there is something to drink, by the time you get there (they are between 2.5 and 3 miles apart) you should need to pee and refill your water bottle. Rule number three there is no shame is being swept or having to take the bus back to camp. Sometimes by not doing that you run a risk of being red carded which means you can't walk the next day. A key thing to remember is this isn't a race. Go at your own pace and soak it all in. If your feet hurt stop for a bit. If your leg muscles are tight take the time to stretch. Your body will thank you I promise.
Third thing is my FAVORITE cheering. For the people who cheer we couldn't do it without you. There is no better feeling than coming around a corner and having hundreds of people cheering for you. Many give you high fives, hugs, cold drinks, and just encouragement. I will never forget seeing the signs from the little kids. They were so thought out and it really touched you. Some people decorated their yards with catchy little things. Some cried as we walked by, perhaps remembering those they had lost. Some people laughed with us and told us to keep going. The most important thing was they showed up, and they may not have known us (me), but they sure did touch my heart. Cheering is simple to do, you show up. You make some signs, buy some candy (or mini water bottles...those were great), and wait. The 3 Day tells you were to go and when to be there. Once you get there and have the chance to cheer do it as loud as you can. I didn't go through one cheer station where I DIDN'T cry. To see all those people is just amazing. So if you can't do anything else think about cheering for it is them that make the walkers want to keep going.
Fourth and final is crewing. It takes hundreds of people to make the 3 Day happen. The majority of them are the crew. First let me say things couldn't happen with out them. To crew you have to pay a registration fee ($55 before Nov 23rd, and $90 after that), but that is where any money commitment stops. So you are not required to raise the $2,300. So what does the crew do? Better question what don't they do :). There are the obvious like luggage help, meal prep, serving food, safety, pit stop, and medical. However they also can drive sweeper vans(which are way cool), hand out towels, check you in and out of camp, and get you motivated in the morning and after returning to camp. I can not thank theChicago
So no matter how you decide to help all the things listed above made my first 3 Day experience amazing. I was proud to walk it, but someday do plan to crew ( I want to give back). If a location was in my town I would certainly cheer. So please do whatever you can to keep this program being the success it is!!!!
First training, you have to do it. I have never met a person who walked a 3 Day and didn't train. When I say train I mean train. It takes time out of your day, but is SO worth it. Training doesn't include just walking. When I trained for the 2010 walk I cut a lot of things out of my life that weren't good for me. I went on a calorie restricted diet and stopped drinking for 4 months before the race. I also took several exercise classes (
Second thing is walking. Rule number one know your body if something doesn't feel right stop. Rule number two HYDRATE, HYDRATE, HYDRATE with both water and a sports drink. The 3 Day community has a saying "Drink and Pee than no IV", and it works. At every pit stop there is something to drink, by the time you get there (they are between 2.5 and 3 miles apart) you should need to pee and refill your water bottle. Rule number three there is no shame is being swept or having to take the bus back to camp. Sometimes by not doing that you run a risk of being red carded which means you can't walk the next day. A key thing to remember is this isn't a race. Go at your own pace and soak it all in. If your feet hurt stop for a bit. If your leg muscles are tight take the time to stretch. Your body will thank you I promise.
Third thing is my FAVORITE cheering. For the people who cheer we couldn't do it without you. There is no better feeling than coming around a corner and having hundreds of people cheering for you. Many give you high fives, hugs, cold drinks, and just encouragement. I will never forget seeing the signs from the little kids. They were so thought out and it really touched you. Some people decorated their yards with catchy little things. Some cried as we walked by, perhaps remembering those they had lost. Some people laughed with us and told us to keep going. The most important thing was they showed up, and they may not have known us (me), but they sure did touch my heart. Cheering is simple to do, you show up. You make some signs, buy some candy (or mini water bottles...those were great), and wait. The 3 Day tells you were to go and when to be there. Once you get there and have the chance to cheer do it as loud as you can. I didn't go through one cheer station where I DIDN'T cry. To see all those people is just amazing. So if you can't do anything else think about cheering for it is them that make the walkers want to keep going.
Fourth and final is crewing. It takes hundreds of people to make the 3 Day happen. The majority of them are the crew. First let me say things couldn't happen with out them. To crew you have to pay a registration fee ($55 before Nov 23rd, and $90 after that), but that is where any money commitment stops. So you are not required to raise the $2,300. So what does the crew do? Better question what don't they do :). There are the obvious like luggage help, meal prep, serving food, safety, pit stop, and medical. However they also can drive sweeper vans(which are way cool), hand out towels, check you in and out of camp, and get you motivated in the morning and after returning to camp. I can not thank the
So no matter how you decide to help all the things listed above made my first 3 Day experience amazing. I was proud to walk it, but someday do plan to crew ( I want to give back). If a location was in my town I would certainly cheer. So please do whatever you can to keep this program being the success it is!!!!
Saturday, November 13, 2010
April 22-24, 2011- Who is with me?
So I got this idea from a message board, but I loved it so much I had to use it myself. In April I will be walking 60 miles around the city of St. Peters. I will have a route mapped out to include pit stops, and lunch breaks. I will have Brad driving the sweeper van just in case I need to be picked up. I encourage EVERYONE to come out and join. 20 miles is far to go while walking all alone. If you can't come out and walk atleast come to cheer me on. People have no idea how good it feels to have a group of people cheering you on. So I hope some will come out and join me. I will be there rain or shine, so come out and be a street walker with me. Hope to see you all there :)
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Team Faith, Trust, and Pixie Dust
So the change has been made. It is offical I am now walking the 2011 3 Day in Dallas. I am forming a team, and pretty darn excited. So far I have 2 friends from high school walking with me, and new people showing interest in walking every day. I wish I could explain to people just what it is like. It is so hard to put into words, and even though they say a picture is worth a 1,000 words even those can't capture the moments.
I wish I could put in words the feelings you feel as you stand for opening ceremonies. As you watch the survivors raise that first flag. And the hundreds of people there all cheering you on. I wish I could describe the feeling as you take the first step on the journey. You are walking out and people are high fiving you left and right. The tears are falling and you know you are making a difference.
I would love to be able to explain the feeling of support you feel as the people from the cheering stations are rooting for you. They are lining the streets, and offering you goodies. As your legs are killing and you can't go another step you see a little girl holding snow cones or freezie pops, rooting for you, and you go those last few miles. The crew are so amazing and so upbeat. They are there to make sure you are safe and having fun. They are there to help you if you need it, but they also get out of your way when you are really moving.
It was be so amazing if I could describe camp. The pink tents everywhere, and the support everyone shows for each other. I wish people could understand that feeling of family. While none of us are related we are all there for the same cause. No one cares what you look like, what your race is, what your gender is, or if you date men or women, they just care that you are there.
So as I begin the journey for the second year I encourage you to think about making some of your own memories. Think about walking with us and seeing for yourself, feeling for yourself. It truly is AMAZING!!!
I wish I could put in words the feelings you feel as you stand for opening ceremonies. As you watch the survivors raise that first flag. And the hundreds of people there all cheering you on. I wish I could describe the feeling as you take the first step on the journey. You are walking out and people are high fiving you left and right. The tears are falling and you know you are making a difference.
I would love to be able to explain the feeling of support you feel as the people from the cheering stations are rooting for you. They are lining the streets, and offering you goodies. As your legs are killing and you can't go another step you see a little girl holding snow cones or freezie pops, rooting for you, and you go those last few miles. The crew are so amazing and so upbeat. They are there to make sure you are safe and having fun. They are there to help you if you need it, but they also get out of your way when you are really moving.
It was be so amazing if I could describe camp. The pink tents everywhere, and the support everyone shows for each other. I wish people could understand that feeling of family. While none of us are related we are all there for the same cause. No one cares what you look like, what your race is, what your gender is, or if you date men or women, they just care that you are there.
So as I begin the journey for the second year I encourage you to think about making some of your own memories. Think about walking with us and seeing for yourself, feeling for yourself. It truly is AMAZING!!!
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Thank You!!!
So before I list who won what at the auction let me say thank you. I started this thinking I would be happy if I raised $200, and after all is said and done the total raised was $920. I can't thank everyone enough. Thank you to everyone who donated an item, and thank you to all who bid. There are still a few things that didn't sell. If interested in any of those please contact me and let me know. Again thank you so much, and now onto the winners :)
BLING BLOCKS
Find a Cure Set- Nicole Hercules $20
Personalized Set-Julie Whipple $20
Necklace and Earring Set- BJ Marsh $5
Breast Cancer T-shirt- Nicole Hercules $10
Black Jewlery Set- Heather Hall $10
Pink Jewlery Set- Melody Wortmann $50
Subway Gift Card- Rebecca Bugala $5
$100 Worth of Flowers- Nicole Hercules $30
Photography Package -Dawn Tyler Vascellaro $65
A Haircut and Style- Nicole Hercules $20
Scentsy Package- Heather Hall $30
Chocolates and Carmel Apples- Chaquita Johnson-Moore $100
Applebee's Gift Card- Cindy Kiner- $15
Target Gift Card- Cindy Kiner $40
Date with Jennifer- $500!!!!
So there you have it!!! Again thank you again to everyone who bid, donated, or just told ohers about the aution. For me it was a sucess, and I can't thank you all enough!!!!
BLING BLOCKS
Find a Cure Set- Nicole Hercules $20
Personalized Set-Julie Whipple $20
Necklace and Earring Set- BJ Marsh $5
Breast Cancer T-shirt- Nicole Hercules $10
Black Jewlery Set- Heather Hall $10
Pink Jewlery Set- Melody Wortmann $50
Subway Gift Card- Rebecca Bugala $5
$100 Worth of Flowers- Nicole Hercules $30
Photography Package -Dawn Tyler Vascellaro $65
A Haircut and Style- Nicole Hercules $20
Scentsy Package- Heather Hall $30
Chocolates and Carmel Apples- Chaquita Johnson-Moore $100
Applebee's Gift Card- Cindy Kiner- $15
Target Gift Card- Cindy Kiner $40
Date with Jennifer- $500!!!!
So there you have it!!! Again thank you again to everyone who bid, donated, or just told ohers about the aution. For me it was a sucess, and I can't thank you all enough!!!!
Friday, October 15, 2010
BLING BLOCKS
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Love this Photo
This photo will be matted and framed 11x14. Retail value $150. Begining bis is $30. Who is going to bid first??!!Necklace
One of my favorites (again made by a 10 year old). Bidding begins at $10 increases in $2 amounts please !!!Necklace
Thank you Kennedy (Hard to believe a nine year old made this). Bidding begins at $5...Bid away folks :)How to bid!!!!
Some of you may have heard, read, or been told that I am hosting this little Online Silent Auction. Here is how it is going to work. I will post items (with pictures when possible), and list a minimum bid. I will begin bidding on the 10th (and the 11th at the latest). The last day will be the 24th at 11:59 PM.
How to bid: Each item will be listed separately with a detailed description. You need to comment below the item you would like to bid on. Increases will be between $5 and $10. In addition to posting your bid also please include you email as that is how we will contact you after you win with payment and shipping info.
Please stay tuned to check out the items. we are waiting on one last big one!!!!
How to bid: Each item will be listed separately with a detailed description. You need to comment below the item you would like to bid on. Increases will be between $5 and $10. In addition to posting your bid also please include you email as that is how we will contact you after you win with payment and shipping info.
Please stay tuned to check out the items. we are waiting on one last big one!!!!
Breast Cancer T-Shirt
Size XL. Approximate value $30. Bidding begins at $10 and increases need to be in $5 incriments.Jewlery Set
Beautiful handmade Jewlery. Bidding begins at $10 and increases need to be in $5 incrimentsMonday, October 11, 2010
$10 Subway Sandwich Gift card
$10 worth of Subway Sandwiches. Bidding begins at $2. Raises are in $1 incriments. Bid away :) By the way is anyone else hungry :)
$100 worth of flowers
*Missouri resisdents only*
$100 worth of flowers from Sisters Flowers. You can $100 of flowers at once, 2 $50 arrangements, or $100 off wedding flowers. Bidding begins at $30 and increases of incriments of $10.
$100 worth of flowers from Sisters Flowers. You can $100 of flowers at once, 2 $50 arrangements, or $100 off wedding flowers. Bidding begins at $30 and increases of incriments of $10.
A Manicure
*This is a service offered in Missouri*
A manicure by Irene Locke. Value is $30. Bidding begins at $10 and increases will be in incriments of $2.....bid away :)
A manicure by Irene Locke. Value is $30. Bidding begins at $10 and increases will be in incriments of $2.....bid away :)
A Hair Cut and Style
*This is a service offered in Missouri*
A hair cut and style by Irene Locke. Value is $50. Bidding to begin at $20 and increase in $2 incriments. If you are looking for a new stlyist what a great way to begin the search.
A hair cut and style by Irene Locke. Value is $50. Bidding to begin at $20 and increase in $2 incriments. If you are looking for a new stlyist what a great way to begin the search.
Photography Package
* Oklahoma Bidders Only*
A free session with Karen Moore photography and a 10X13 print. Aproximate value $160 . Bidding begins at $65 and will be increased in incriments of $10.
A free session with Karen Moore photography and a 10X13 print. Aproximate value $160 . Bidding begins at $65 and will be increased in incriments of $10.
Kettle Bell Bootcamp
* Missouri Bidders Only*
6 weeks of Kettle Bell Bootcamp. Value $220. Bidding begins at $170, and increases are at $10. This is a great item, and I will be bidding. Bid away and try to beat me :)
6 weeks of Kettle Bell Bootcamp. Value $220. Bidding begins at $170, and increases are at $10. This is a great item, and I will be bidding. Bid away and try to beat me :)
Chocolates and Carmel Apples
*This is a Missouri resident bid only*
Chocolates and Carmel Apples...enough said. Chaquita Moore who use to work at Luminere place as a pastery chef has so kindly donated both Chocolates and carmel apples. Aproximate value $70. Begining bid is $25 and increases are in $5.
Chocolates and Carmel Apples...enough said. Chaquita Moore who use to work at Luminere place as a pastery chef has so kindly donated both Chocolates and carmel apples. Aproximate value $70. Begining bid is $25 and increases are in $5.
Scentsy Warmer and 3 Bars
Pick a Scentsy warmer and 3 Bars. Aproximate value up to $60. Bidding begins at $20 and can be raised in incriments of $10. Bid away!!!!
Applebee's Gift Card
A $25 Applebees gift card. Bidding begins at $10 and can be increased in $5 incriments
Target Gift Card
A $50 Target gift card. Bidding begins at $15 and will raise in $2 incriments. Bid Away!!!!!
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Online Silent Auction
Some of you may have heard, read, or been told that I am hosting this little Online Silent Auction. Here is how it is going to work. I will post items (with pictures when possible), and list a minimum bid. I will begin bidding on the 10th (and the 11th at the latest). The last day will be the 24th at 11:59 PM.
How to bid: Each item will be listed separately with a detailed description. You need to comment below the item you would like to bid on. Increases will be between $5 and $10. In addition to posting your bid also please include you email as that is how we will contact you after you win with payment and shipping info.
Please stay tuned to check out the items. we are waiting on one last big one!!!!
How to bid: Each item will be listed separately with a detailed description. You need to comment below the item you would like to bid on. Increases will be between $5 and $10. In addition to posting your bid also please include you email as that is how we will contact you after you win with payment and shipping info.
Please stay tuned to check out the items. we are waiting on one last big one!!!!
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Happy Day
So today has been a GREAT day Marybeth and I got to go to Soulard market and pick up all sorts of YUMMY produce. We got lucky because we got there just as the rain was stopping. If you have never been there you are really missing out. They have a little of everything. You can find anything from head of lettuce to a Chicken ready to come home with you and lay eggs.
While we were there today we met a wonderful lady names Clare. Marybeth insisted on bringing our rolling basket, and also being the one to roll it. She is not very good with it, and to be 100% honest my patience isn't very long while she is rolling it. Today while rolling the basket she almost ran over my 1.5 million times. While waiting in line at the bathroom we met Clare.
Clare instantly noticed my Pink Ribbon pin, and I instantly noticed she was bald (and just assumed Chemo). My new pink ribbon pin gets noticed it is pink and has A LOT of BLING :). We started to talk and instantly I was drawn into her story. Not only is Clare battling breast cancer but she is also homeless. Like many Americans she lost her home to foreclosure. Three weeks before her home was auctioned she was diagnosed. She lived in hotels for the first few weeks, but the money ran out. Due to her cancer she can't work, and her husband left her.
I asked Clare if she was doing treatment? She told me yes, and she had Susan G. Komen to thank for that. She told me they have covered all costs for her Chemo and have even found a place for her to live for FREE. So starting on the 10th she will no longer be homeless.
So I say to you when you think about making a donation thing about this AMAZING lady named Clare. She is sure she is going to have a home again, get her children back one day, and beat cancer. Life doesn't get much better than that. Have a blessed day everyone :)
While we were there today we met a wonderful lady names Clare. Marybeth insisted on bringing our rolling basket, and also being the one to roll it. She is not very good with it, and to be 100% honest my patience isn't very long while she is rolling it. Today while rolling the basket she almost ran over my 1.5 million times. While waiting in line at the bathroom we met Clare.
Clare instantly noticed my Pink Ribbon pin, and I instantly noticed she was bald (and just assumed Chemo). My new pink ribbon pin gets noticed it is pink and has A LOT of BLING :). We started to talk and instantly I was drawn into her story. Not only is Clare battling breast cancer but she is also homeless. Like many Americans she lost her home to foreclosure. Three weeks before her home was auctioned she was diagnosed. She lived in hotels for the first few weeks, but the money ran out. Due to her cancer she can't work, and her husband left her.
I asked Clare if she was doing treatment? She told me yes, and she had Susan G. Komen to thank for that. She told me they have covered all costs for her Chemo and have even found a place for her to live for FREE. So starting on the 10th she will no longer be homeless.
So I say to you when you think about making a donation thing about this AMAZING lady named Clare. She is sure she is going to have a home again, get her children back one day, and beat cancer. Life doesn't get much better than that. Have a blessed day everyone :)
Friday, October 1, 2010
Sarah Jane
So the month is finally here. The month that I wait for all year. Before my mom was diagnosed October meant many different things to me. Of course Halloween and fall. I never once thought about breast health or breast cancer awareness. I was just a carefree 20 something year old. What did I need to know about breast health for? Was I wrong. People in their early 20's are diagnosed everyday. Below you will find a message board post by one of the strongest women I had a chance to meet while walking. It truly touched my heart, and I hope it touches yours also.
I signed up to walk about 6 weeks ago. We still had hope then.
Sarah Jane was 29 years old. She was diagnosed with triple neg in October, when she was 20 weeks pregnant with her first, and only, child. It was a shock--she was a marathon runner just completing her master's degree in counseling. She wanted to help others deal with grief and family issues--she did volunteer work most of her life and was known above all for her kindness and smile. There was no history of breast cancer anywhere in our family.
It spread so fast it went from stage 2, to 3, to 4 within months. She wanted to save the baby and so had chemo but put off surgery. The baby was born in Jan 2010, premature but robust and healthy with a full head of hair--which made his bald-headed mommy smile. He is our delight now.
In the last few months, she could hardly hold him, she had no strength. The pain had gotten so intense. Two weeks ago, it was confirmed--it had moved to her liver, lungs, spine and other bones. It was time to let her go as she had suffered so much in 8 months and had radiation burns all over her chest and back, while recovering from the brain radiation burns as well.
She fought every moment until we told her to let go. She was one of the most loved people I've ever known--people came from a thousand miles away to say good bye at her funeral. There was such diversity of color, race, religions, and political persuasions there it was amazing--but they came for Sarah Jane because she'd been there for them, always.
Now I have to walk this walk. Part of me wants to say, "Why bother--I'm so tired and just want to sleep for a very long time". Part of me wants to pick up an old habit and have a smoke. Part of me knows it will be really hard to catch up on my training having spent the past 3 weeks in hospital and walking to the coffee machine for exercise.
Yet all of me says, "This is for Sarah Jane. This is to help prevent any other mother's heart from breaking as mine is right now."
Even reading this now makes me cry. I had the chance meet this AMAZING woman at the 3 Day. She was hurting so much. On the second night of camp she was honored with the Keep Going award from Energizer. She stood in front of all of those people and shared her story again.
So I ask you when you think you are too young, or too healthy. Think again. Breast cancer knows no boundaries. It doesn't care what color you are, what gender you are, how old you are, or how much you weigh. It cares about one thig and one thing only....killing you. Please do everything in your power to prevent it and to help others with their prevention.
Have a Blessed Day everyone!!!!
I signed up to walk about 6 weeks ago. We still had hope then.
Sarah Jane was 29 years old. She was diagnosed with triple neg in October, when she was 20 weeks pregnant with her first, and only, child. It was a shock--she was a marathon runner just completing her master's degree in counseling. She wanted to help others deal with grief and family issues--she did volunteer work most of her life and was known above all for her kindness and smile. There was no history of breast cancer anywhere in our family.
It spread so fast it went from stage 2, to 3, to 4 within months. She wanted to save the baby and so had chemo but put off surgery. The baby was born in Jan 2010, premature but robust and healthy with a full head of hair--which made his bald-headed mommy smile. He is our delight now.
In the last few months, she could hardly hold him, she had no strength. The pain had gotten so intense. Two weeks ago, it was confirmed--it had moved to her liver, lungs, spine and other bones. It was time to let her go as she had suffered so much in 8 months and had radiation burns all over her chest and back, while recovering from the brain radiation burns as well.
She fought every moment until we told her to let go. She was one of the most loved people I've ever known--people came from a thousand miles away to say good bye at her funeral. There was such diversity of color, race, religions, and political persuasions there it was amazing--but they came for Sarah Jane because she'd been there for them, always.
Now I have to walk this walk. Part of me wants to say, "Why bother--I'm so tired and just want to sleep for a very long time". Part of me wants to pick up an old habit and have a smoke. Part of me knows it will be really hard to catch up on my training having spent the past 3 weeks in hospital and walking to the coffee machine for exercise.
Yet all of me says, "This is for Sarah Jane. This is to help prevent any other mother's heart from breaking as mine is right now."
Even reading this now makes me cry. I had the chance meet this AMAZING woman at the 3 Day. She was hurting so much. On the second night of camp she was honored with the Keep Going award from Energizer. She stood in front of all of those people and shared her story again.
So I ask you when you think you are too young, or too healthy. Think again. Breast cancer knows no boundaries. It doesn't care what color you are, what gender you are, how old you are, or how much you weigh. It cares about one thig and one thing only....killing you. Please do everything in your power to prevent it and to help others with their prevention.
Have a Blessed Day everyone!!!!
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Happy Breast Health Eve!!!
I have all sort of things planned for this month. Most importantly is getting awareness out there. So let's begin with some facts shall we?
1 in 8 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer
Ever 8 minutes a women is told she has breast cancer
Ever 69 seconds someone dies from breast cancer
So look at those numbers if 8 women work with you one of you has a chance of having Breast Cancer. If you breathe for 8 minutes tomorrow you could be told you have Breast Cancer. If you walk out to your car and take a minute and 9 seconds a person has died from Breast Cancer.
Scary how when put in perspective those facts sound. I don't want to be one in eight. I don't want my eight minutes to pass. Instead I want to begin to fight now. Doyou want to wait for your 8 minutes (and maybe even 69 seconds to pass) or do you want to join me in the fight?
Beginning October 10th I will be hosting a SILENT ONLINE AUCTION right here. All sorts of good stuff has been donated. The auction will run from the 10th until the 24th. Instructions will be posted on how to bid. It is not to late to donate, and there is still a need for more items. We did have an early entry and Bidding Item. I want to thank Jennifer Beagles for auction a date with herself off...so far the high bidder is $500 (this is HUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGE).
Also please think about signing up for a walk to help end breast cancer. There are many out there and each one helps to find a cure.
Finally, keep reading my blog I plan to have lots of facts this month.
So as I always say Feel them, love them, get to know them. They are your boobs and only you can protect them!!!!!!
1 in 8 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer
Ever 8 minutes a women is told she has breast cancer
Ever 69 seconds someone dies from breast cancer
So look at those numbers if 8 women work with you one of you has a chance of having Breast Cancer. If you breathe for 8 minutes tomorrow you could be told you have Breast Cancer. If you walk out to your car and take a minute and 9 seconds a person has died from Breast Cancer.
Scary how when put in perspective those facts sound. I don't want to be one in eight. I don't want my eight minutes to pass. Instead I want to begin to fight now. Doyou want to wait for your 8 minutes (and maybe even 69 seconds to pass) or do you want to join me in the fight?
Beginning October 10th I will be hosting a SILENT ONLINE AUCTION right here. All sorts of good stuff has been donated. The auction will run from the 10th until the 24th. Instructions will be posted on how to bid. It is not to late to donate, and there is still a need for more items. We did have an early entry and Bidding Item. I want to thank Jennifer Beagles for auction a date with herself off...so far the high bidder is $500 (this is HUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGGE).
Also please think about signing up for a walk to help end breast cancer. There are many out there and each one helps to find a cure.
Finally, keep reading my blog I plan to have lots of facts this month.
So as I always say Feel them, love them, get to know them. They are your boobs and only you can protect them!!!!!!
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
April 19, 2004
On April 19, 2004 I drove from St. Peters , MO to Mercy Hospital in Oklahoma City Oklahoma
When I walked in that hospital I wasn't sure what I would see. I just knew my life would never be the same. I was right. I remember going up in the elevator and saying a silent prayer. I was praying she didn't look as bad as I thought she would. I was praying for a miracle. Hoping when I walked in that room she would wake up and recognize me. I wanted to walk in that room and things to be the way they were. I wanted my mommy to be sitting up and talking in those silly voices she always talked in. I wanted her to tell me not to cry, and that she had this disease beat.
However, none of those things happened. Instead when I walked in the room I saw the shell of a woman who used to take on the world. She looked so little. Her face looked so sunken in and because of the cancer taking over her liver her skin was yellow also. A few days before her last chemo she had chosen to have her hair buzzed off, so that was missing also. She knew nothing going on around her. She occasionally mumbled about playing cards and things from her childhood. She was almost child like.
My dad was there, and he knew the end was close. I can't remember if my sister was there, but I know she had been there every minute she could be. My mom was the world to all three of us. She really was such a special amazing person. She touched the lives of many.
My dad eventually left. I remember watching Oprah and trying to talk to my mom. I remember telling her how much I loved her, and even if here on earth or up in heaven she would always be my mommy. I remember telling her it was O.K. to let go. I told her she had fought for such a long time, and if she was tired it was O.K. to go. Heather and I would take care of dad and Speck. We would even get along (LOL). I prayed with her for a while and around 5:30 I went downstairs to get something to eat.
When I came upstairs she was cussing in Italian and complaining about her legs hurting. She was crying, and even screaming they hurt so bad. I had to make a descion. See, my mother never wanted to take meds, but watching her in pain like that I made a choice it took a long time for me to forgive. I asked them to administer pain meds. They gave her morphine.
I rubbed her legs and listen to her talk. She was talking to Grandma Josie (who is in heaven), and for the first time since I had gotten there she was making some sense. She kept saying "I'm coming Josie". I kept telling her how much I loved her, and continued to pray for her.
The pain must have returned because the screaming came back. I spoke to the doctor and at that point we decided her comfort is what mattered. They administered more medicine in hopes of keeping her comfortable. I just wanted the screaming to stop. I wanted my mom to be pain free. She had fought long enough. It was time to accept God's will whatever that might be.
For the next few hours I just held her hand, she had the softest skin. I wanted to remember everything about her. I rubbed her cheecks and felt her soft baby fine hair. Her lips were so dry, and she would have hated that her lipstick was missing (LOL), but I remember just kissing her over and over.
Around 9:00 I caught myself falling asleep. I knew I was tired, but I also knew this might be the last few hours I ever had with my mommy. See, even though she wasn't "there" she was there. I could talk to her and say things to her I always wanted her to know. I dozed off (and regretted that for a long time too) and awoke around 11:00. I was still holding her hand. I remember again telling her it was O.K. to go. I told her that we all loved her so much. Again trying to re assure her that daddy and speck would be taken care of.
A little after midnight I noticed her breathing had changed a bit. I wasn't sure what was happening but I began to pray. I prayed so hard and was so torn. Of course I wanted my mommy to stay alive, but I wanted her to be my mommy. Not this shell of her that laid in this hospital bed. I wanted the mommy who promised to take my daughter to Disney, and was still wanting toLas Vegas
I saw my mommy take her last breathe. She just stopped breathing. It was that simple. There were no bells, sirens, or anyone shouting "Code Blue". I went out in the hall and through tears told the nurse I believed my mom had just passed away. The nurse came in and couldn't get a pulse. She stuck a mirror under her nose to check for any type of breathe. There was none. She went in the hall and brought in another nurse. They called it. My mommy had died.
I called my dad first. He said he would get there as soon as he could. I called my sister and we both just cried. She of course would drive dad there and would get there as soon as they could. After that I just sat with my mom. She looked at peace. I hoped and prayed she knew what an amazing person she was to me and so many others. I prayed she knew how sorry I was for all the times I was mean to her or said mean things to her. I was so sorry for all the things I never said, and all the time I spent away from her.
I didn't see it then, but I see it now. My mother on that day gave me an amazing gift. She ALLOWED me to be there with her when she passed. I was able to hold her hand, pray with her, and tell her it was O.K. to go on. I was able to see the full circle of life that day. She watched me take my first breath and I saw her take her last. I am so thankful and grateful for that.
On April 20, 2004 the world lost a great person. Some called her Mary, Marybeth, and even MaryB. I called her mommy and to me that is what she will always be.
When I walked in that hospital I wasn't sure what I would see. I just knew my life would never be the same. I was right. I remember going up in the elevator and saying a silent prayer. I was praying she didn't look as bad as I thought she would. I was praying for a miracle. Hoping when I walked in that room she would wake up and recognize me. I wanted to walk in that room and things to be the way they were. I wanted my mommy to be sitting up and talking in those silly voices she always talked in. I wanted her to tell me not to cry, and that she had this disease beat.
However, none of those things happened. Instead when I walked in the room I saw the shell of a woman who used to take on the world. She looked so little. Her face looked so sunken in and because of the cancer taking over her liver her skin was yellow also. A few days before her last chemo she had chosen to have her hair buzzed off, so that was missing also. She knew nothing going on around her. She occasionally mumbled about playing cards and things from her childhood. She was almost child like.
My dad was there, and he knew the end was close. I can't remember if my sister was there, but I know she had been there every minute she could be. My mom was the world to all three of us. She really was such a special amazing person. She touched the lives of many.
My dad eventually left. I remember watching Oprah and trying to talk to my mom. I remember telling her how much I loved her, and even if here on earth or up in heaven she would always be my mommy. I remember telling her it was O.K. to let go. I told her she had fought for such a long time, and if she was tired it was O.K. to go. Heather and I would take care of dad and Speck. We would even get along (LOL). I prayed with her for a while and around 5:30 I went downstairs to get something to eat.
When I came upstairs she was cussing in Italian and complaining about her legs hurting. She was crying, and even screaming they hurt so bad. I had to make a descion. See, my mother never wanted to take meds, but watching her in pain like that I made a choice it took a long time for me to forgive. I asked them to administer pain meds. They gave her morphine.
I rubbed her legs and listen to her talk. She was talking to Grandma Josie (who is in heaven), and for the first time since I had gotten there she was making some sense. She kept saying "I'm coming Josie". I kept telling her how much I loved her, and continued to pray for her.
The pain must have returned because the screaming came back. I spoke to the doctor and at that point we decided her comfort is what mattered. They administered more medicine in hopes of keeping her comfortable. I just wanted the screaming to stop. I wanted my mom to be pain free. She had fought long enough. It was time to accept God's will whatever that might be.
For the next few hours I just held her hand, she had the softest skin. I wanted to remember everything about her. I rubbed her cheecks and felt her soft baby fine hair. Her lips were so dry, and she would have hated that her lipstick was missing (LOL), but I remember just kissing her over and over.
Around 9:00 I caught myself falling asleep. I knew I was tired, but I also knew this might be the last few hours I ever had with my mommy. See, even though she wasn't "there" she was there. I could talk to her and say things to her I always wanted her to know. I dozed off (and regretted that for a long time too) and awoke around 11:00. I was still holding her hand. I remember again telling her it was O.K. to go. I told her that we all loved her so much. Again trying to re assure her that daddy and speck would be taken care of.
A little after midnight I noticed her breathing had changed a bit. I wasn't sure what was happening but I began to pray. I prayed so hard and was so torn. Of course I wanted my mommy to stay alive, but I wanted her to be my mommy. Not this shell of her that laid in this hospital bed. I wanted the mommy who promised to take my daughter to Disney, and was still wanting to
I saw my mommy take her last breathe. She just stopped breathing. It was that simple. There were no bells, sirens, or anyone shouting "Code Blue". I went out in the hall and through tears told the nurse I believed my mom had just passed away. The nurse came in and couldn't get a pulse. She stuck a mirror under her nose to check for any type of breathe. There was none. She went in the hall and brought in another nurse. They called it. My mommy had died.
I called my dad first. He said he would get there as soon as he could. I called my sister and we both just cried. She of course would drive dad there and would get there as soon as they could. After that I just sat with my mom. She looked at peace. I hoped and prayed she knew what an amazing person she was to me and so many others. I prayed she knew how sorry I was for all the times I was mean to her or said mean things to her. I was so sorry for all the things I never said, and all the time I spent away from her.
I didn't see it then, but I see it now. My mother on that day gave me an amazing gift. She ALLOWED me to be there with her when she passed. I was able to hold her hand, pray with her, and tell her it was O.K. to go on. I was able to see the full circle of life that day. She watched me take my first breath and I saw her take her last. I am so thankful and grateful for that.
On April 20, 2004 the world lost a great person. Some called her Mary, Marybeth, and even MaryB. I called her mommy and to me that is what she will always be.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Are You Crazy?
I get asked that a lot and not for the reasons most of you think either...LOL! People always ask, you are going walk 60 miles over 3 days for what? Isn't there an easier way to raise awareness about breast cancer? Can't you just write a check? Are you Crazy?
To answer these burning questions:
1. I am walking to raise awareness about breast health and breast cancer. When I was 34 I found a small lump in my own breast. Even though my mother past away from breast cancer I had no clue what steps to take. I called My OB they said they felt nothing, but I could have a mammogram. I didn't want them to think I was crazy, but I knew I would never sleep if there was something there and I did nothing about it. We scheduled the mammogram and the results came back as abnormal they did an ultrasound and still coming back abnormal. I was referred to a wonderful breast surgeon to see what my options were. I went to see her and she was so very helpful. We did ANOTHER mammogram (yes my boobs were flat as a pancake by now...LOL), and saw a small mass. Unsure of what it was and knowing my family history we decided to do a core biopsy. Not the best feeling ever, but if I wanted to know it had to be done. Praise the Lord the results came back with everything being OK. However, at 36 years old every 6 months I get to visit the boob smoosher and make sure things are O.K. Before meeting the surgeon I had no idea about things that I could do to decrease my risks. How by losing weight, eating right, and cutting out certain foods could dramatically reduce my chances. Also before seeing her I had no clue how high my risks were of actually same day hearing the words...."You have cancer". So when asked why I walk it is a very Simple answer..."Because I can."
2. Depends on what you consider easy. Could I sit back and write a check? Sure if I had any extra money :). Could I walk in a walk with less distance? You bet, and I do. Could I just educate from speaking about it? Of course, and I try to at every chance I can. However, for me it is not about taking the easy route (never has been). I need to do something to challenge myself for every muscle that aches I remember those women AND MEN who have hurt for months and years from chemo and treatments. I remember those families that have felt the pain of losing a love one to this. I remember my mother so weak she could barely move saying let's try chemo one more time, this cancer won't take me. I think if they can function every day why can't I give up 3 MEASLY days and 60 Miles to someday find a cure?
3.Yes, my hands are very capable of writing checks (just ask my husband). However, I choose to get out there and physically make a difference. When I am dead and gone I want my 3 daughters to say my mom did all she could to end breast cancer. They know what this cause means to me, and see the dedication I put towards it. I believe it shows them when you take something on you do it full speed. Another plus by walking this much your body gets in shape. When I decided to do this I couldn't even walk a half mile. Now some days I do between 15 to 20 miles in ONE day!!!! I feel great and I know for each pound I lose and each healthy choice I make I am decreasing my chances.
4. Define crazy :). I prefer to call myself compassionate. This charity hits close to home for me. I like to believe I won't stop working for a cure until one is found. Could I walk in all 15 Three Days like some do? I don't think so, but as I learned a long time ago never say never.
So I hope that answers some questions I always hear. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s informative post about men and breast cancer...they get it too.
To answer these burning questions:
1. I am walking to raise awareness about breast health and breast cancer. When I was 34 I found a small lump in my own breast. Even though my mother past away from breast cancer I had no clue what steps to take. I called My OB they said they felt nothing, but I could have a mammogram. I didn't want them to think I was crazy, but I knew I would never sleep if there was something there and I did nothing about it. We scheduled the mammogram and the results came back as abnormal they did an ultrasound and still coming back abnormal. I was referred to a wonderful breast surgeon to see what my options were. I went to see her and she was so very helpful. We did ANOTHER mammogram (yes my boobs were flat as a pancake by now...LOL), and saw a small mass. Unsure of what it was and knowing my family history we decided to do a core biopsy. Not the best feeling ever, but if I wanted to know it had to be done. Praise the Lord the results came back with everything being OK. However, at 36 years old every 6 months I get to visit the boob smoosher and make sure things are O.K. Before meeting the surgeon I had no idea about things that I could do to decrease my risks. How by losing weight, eating right, and cutting out certain foods could dramatically reduce my chances. Also before seeing her I had no clue how high my risks were of actually same day hearing the words...."You have cancer". So when asked why I walk it is a very Simple answer..."Because I can."
2. Depends on what you consider easy. Could I sit back and write a check? Sure if I had any extra money :). Could I walk in a walk with less distance? You bet, and I do. Could I just educate from speaking about it? Of course, and I try to at every chance I can. However, for me it is not about taking the easy route (never has been). I need to do something to challenge myself for every muscle that aches I remember those women AND MEN who have hurt for months and years from chemo and treatments. I remember those families that have felt the pain of losing a love one to this. I remember my mother so weak she could barely move saying let's try chemo one more time, this cancer won't take me. I think if they can function every day why can't I give up 3 MEASLY days and 60 Miles to someday find a cure?
3.Yes, my hands are very capable of writing checks (just ask my husband). However, I choose to get out there and physically make a difference. When I am dead and gone I want my 3 daughters to say my mom did all she could to end breast cancer. They know what this cause means to me, and see the dedication I put towards it. I believe it shows them when you take something on you do it full speed. Another plus by walking this much your body gets in shape. When I decided to do this I couldn't even walk a half mile. Now some days I do between 15 to 20 miles in ONE day!!!! I feel great and I know for each pound I lose and each healthy choice I make I am decreasing my chances.
4. Define crazy :). I prefer to call myself compassionate. This charity hits close to home for me. I like to believe I won't stop working for a cure until one is found. Could I walk in all 15 Three Days like some do? I don't think so, but as I learned a long time ago never say never.
So I hope that answers some questions I always hear. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s informative post about men and breast cancer...they get it too.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Hello Out There!!!!
I have decided to start this blog thing...again. I have tried many times and for some reason I never keep up with it. However, this time I will try to be different. I am going to try to write about a few different topics each week. I am sure you can tell by the title of this blog that a lot of them will revolve around my desire to find a cure for breast cancer.
So why is my desire so strong? To begin with I, myself, am a woman. One in eight women will be diagnosed with this disease. Another reason I have 3 beautiful daughters. Given our family history chances are good one of them could be diagnosed. However, my main reason is for my amazing, beautiful, and wonderful mother. She lost her battle with this ugly killer on April 20, 2004. She didnt go down without a fight, and it is with that same strength I take on this disease now.
So I walked in my first Susan G. Komen 5K in June of 2009. My dear friend and her beautiful daughter walked with me. She helped me a lot that day as it was the first time I had ever been surrounded by that many people all trying to take a stand against breast cancer. I remember the upbeat mood that was there. The feeling of hope and the belief that one day there will be a world without breast cancer.
In February of 2010 I decided to up my dedication to the cause a bit, and I signed up for the Susan G. Komen 3 Day inChicago
Fundraising was of course hard, and training was even harder, but in August of 2010 I took those first steps in the most amazing thing I have ever done. The first day didn't go as well as planned, but darn it I had trained, and I would finish. The second day was amazing and I even finished with a decent time. The third day by far was the hardest, but also the most rewarding. Walking into Solider Field with hundreds of people cheering you on is indescribable. Yes my feet, legs, and whole body hurt, but there was no way I wasn't going to cross that line.
In 2011 I will take the journey again. I have continued to train, and been working on fundraising. I got so much out of my first one I can't wait to see what I learn about myself in 2011.
So why is my desire so strong? To begin with I, myself, am a woman. One in eight women will be diagnosed with this disease. Another reason I have 3 beautiful daughters. Given our family history chances are good one of them could be diagnosed. However, my main reason is for my amazing, beautiful, and wonderful mother. She lost her battle with this ugly killer on April 20, 2004. She didnt go down without a fight, and it is with that same strength I take on this disease now.
So I walked in my first Susan G. Komen 5K in June of 2009. My dear friend and her beautiful daughter walked with me. She helped me a lot that day as it was the first time I had ever been surrounded by that many people all trying to take a stand against breast cancer. I remember the upbeat mood that was there. The feeling of hope and the belief that one day there will be a world without breast cancer.
In February of 2010 I decided to up my dedication to the cause a bit, and I signed up for the Susan G. Komen 3 Day in
Fundraising was of course hard, and training was even harder, but in August of 2010 I took those first steps in the most amazing thing I have ever done. The first day didn't go as well as planned, but darn it I had trained, and I would finish. The second day was amazing and I even finished with a decent time. The third day by far was the hardest, but also the most rewarding. Walking into Solider Field with hundreds of people cheering you on is indescribable. Yes my feet, legs, and whole body hurt, but there was no way I wasn't going to cross that line.
In 2011 I will take the journey again. I have continued to train, and been working on fundraising. I got so much out of my first one I can't wait to see what I learn about myself in 2011.
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