Reconnecting after cancer

You go through life, you make friends and then life changes and you may lose touch. Its just a way of life, even if you are on Facebook,Instagram, Twitter, and all the other social media sites, every millisecond. It just happens. Sometimes you get a chance to get back in touch. Sometimes you don't.

But then when cancer hits, and you get back in touch, its how you handle it.

Last year I reconnected with a friend from high school. We went out for a drink with another friend from high school. I chose not to share my cancer stories with her. It just didn't feel right. I didn't want to have that discussion at that time. I blogged about it then how I felt like a wimp because I didn't share. I have been burned before and just didn't want to go through that again.

Yesterday on Facebook I reconnected with an old roommate who I shared a house with two years after college. When she moved out, she and her fiance were planning a wedding and getting a house. We lost touch. But yesterday, she commented on something on my FB timeline referencing my health issues. So I sent her a PM and sent her to my blog to read about it.

Maybe it was because she had figured out my health wasn't stellar that I was more inclined to send her to my blog so she could see what my life is really like. Maybe it was because I know her personality and she wouldn't swoop down with those platitudes that would make her feel good but do nothing for me. Maybe it was because I at the other end of the internet and I could share with out being face to face. Maybe because I was really jealous of her FB picture of her sitting on a motorcycle.

I don't know about how I feel on this. Cancer can be a conversation killer to say the least. And too many times I have been burned and lost friends as a result. Wimpiness may still prevail here. I'm really on the fence with how I feel about this.

I used to like winter

I always liked winter. (Stop me now if you think I have blogged about this for the past few years.) I used to go outside and play in the snow. I viewed winter as another season to get outside and have fun - skiing, snow shoeing, hiking, and more.

Now things are a bit different.

I feel like I have turned into a little old lady...

"Is that ice? I don't want to fall again and have to go back to the doctor."

"Its too cold to go out today."

"Do I need a walking stick to walk to the store? There's an inch of snow."

I am turning into a wimp.

I complain about the cold and snow, instead of enjoying it. The cold makes my ailments feel worse. I am whining and waiting until spring.

Its Monday morning

I have to go to work. I have nothing interesting to blog about. I did have a nice weekend. Yesterday my husband and I went off for the day to walk on the beach and out for lunch. Saturday I went to the gym and got together with friends. Not the most exciting but enjoyable.

This week my goal is to not get over tired as I try to catch up from missing so much work at the holidays and make a dent in the huge pile on my desk. Last week I worked four days and was exhausted by the end of the week. This week I won't work as long a day each day - maybe 5.5 hours instead of 7. My normal work day is 6.

You may think I am a wimp but if I work too many days or too many hours, I end up exhausted. I'm such a healthy person.