This Is Making Me Dizzy
I was reading an article while waiting for my doctor's appointment earlier this week that said new research showed ovarian cysts actually lowered a woman's risk of breast cancer. This was a reversal from previous research that suggested there was an increase in risk for women who suffered from ovarian cysts. Here's where I might lose you: I had an ovarian cyst (which supposedly lowered my risk) once in high school and once in college. It hurt like hell. I started taking birth control pills to prevent more ovarian cysts. Birth control pills introduced more hormones into my body, which may have actually fed the breast cancer tumor. Now, I will take Tamoxifen for the next five years to prevent a recurrence of breast cancer. One of its side effects is ovarian cysts.
I went to my kickboxing class last night. I went once between my surgery and chemo and once the night before my last chemo. I guess those were pretty easy classes because last night was so hard I almost cried. I actually had to sit down at one point because I thought vital organs were going to explode. But I did it. It was a pretty small class last night and I was the least advanced student there. But I think I was trying the hardest. There was one boy on the bag next to me who is three belts ahead of me that could hardly be bothered with the class. I wanted to scream at him, "I have cancer and I'm here and trying. Quit being a baby!" But I didn't. I'm not sure if I'll go back tonight or not, last night definitely took its toll, but then, the only way I'll get back into shape is to work, right?
I went to my kickboxing class last night. I went once between my surgery and chemo and once the night before my last chemo. I guess those were pretty easy classes because last night was so hard I almost cried. I actually had to sit down at one point because I thought vital organs were going to explode. But I did it. It was a pretty small class last night and I was the least advanced student there. But I think I was trying the hardest. There was one boy on the bag next to me who is three belts ahead of me that could hardly be bothered with the class. I wanted to scream at him, "I have cancer and I'm here and trying. Quit being a baby!" But I didn't. I'm not sure if I'll go back tonight or not, last night definitely took its toll, but then, the only way I'll get back into shape is to work, right?

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