I Was Taking a Vacation From Cancer

I wanted to take a vacation from cancer- just for a few days. Forget about my treatments or better yet, the side effect s of my treatments, but my body had a different idea.  We booked this trip to Whistler many months ago, long before I knew I had cancer.  Upon learning the diagnosis - my standard question was " Can I still go to Whistler for Christmas?" Then, the more things came up, it became a quest.  " I AM going to Whistler for Christmas" and so it was.  Punctured lung, chemo ridden and stress aside, we had made it to Whistler.  We arrived in the early afternoon, so we made it down to the  Coca Cola Inner tube Park.  I was exhausted just from the walk there.  Don't get me wrong, we had a  great time- they even have a 'magic carpet' that takes you back up the hill so you don't have to walk.  Besides being winded, my back and hips were screaming. I kept thinking to myself "How am I going to go snowboarding like this?"   I wanted SO, SO desperately to go snowboarding, but my body just wasn't going to co-operate.  The last thing I needed was to get injured and interrupt my chemo treatments. I decided not to go. Sending my husband and son off today on the slopes was extremely disappointing.   I kept trying to focus on the GOOD things of the day, like the massages my daughter and I were getting later in the day or the beautiful walk in winter wonderland. But in the back of my head, I kept thinking " Cancer beat you on this one" . 

Tomorrow, I play by my rules. I might not be able to go snowboarding, but I'll be zip- trekking  from tree to tree with my teenage daughter, starring adventure in the face.  Take that cancer- I needed a massage anyway!

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