Just another update

Well it is almost September and the Relay was back in June. It was good not as good as usual. It rained and they had it inside which meant there were a lot less people there. Daniel and his friends had a table and raised some money. I spent the day with my friend Bev who is a two time survivor. Both our families were there for a while so that was nice too. I cry every time I do the survivor lap, this time I got to cry with Bev. I did also hang out with my friends from the survivor group.

It was very funny when her daughters won the teams liquor basket. The one I had one my first two years. I did win tickets to Medieval times. One night this summer my boys Dom,  Kayla and I went. It was lot of fun.

I recently celebrated my four year cancerversory, on August 14th my moms birthday. I don't think I worry that much about it, but I am always a little worried that it will come back. Every ache or pain makes me wonder.

I did join the Relay for Life committee and am going to go to a weekend summit in September. I want to help make next years Relay a great one for my fellow survivors.

Relay is really in three weeks!

Once again another year has flown by. Life is good! I have been busy with work and the rescue group I volunteer with (START II). Two weeks ago I had a table at the Bark for Life. combining my two passions, animals and cancer awareness. It was a great event and I had lots of fun with my nephew Dominick. I will write again before the Relay. My thoughts are not flowing today. It has been over three years and I still get Chemo brain....

Relay in three months

I wrote this a few months ago and never posted it....

It is the highlight on my year to go to the relay and do the survivor lap. It is the most amazing feeling to be with others who have been where you have been and who feel just like you do. I cry every year.

It will be sad this year because my friend Laura passed away a few months ago, She was a fighter. So strong, suffered too long. I met her in 2009 at the support group. We were both just finishing treatment and we would compare our stubble on our heads. I gave up my wig a while before she did. When her cancer came back, I felt bad, and even worse when she would tell me how much she loved how my hair looked. RIP my friend.

Also, very sad this year was that my surgeon passed away of a heart attack. He was such a warm, wonderful man who truly had a wonderful bedside manner. More like a friend than a doctor. So my cancer can not come back because there is no more Dr Ibriham.