Adventures in Sedona - Day 6

Saturday, August 3, 2024. Weight 153, AZ Temp 92° Today's activities and therapies IV therapy, the BEMER, a good walk (7113 steps), and a walk through the Labyrinth.

It was a light day so I felt a longer walk was in order! And I could check out my surroundings. I had heard from someone that there was an Art Market but I never found it. Which is fine, because 1/2 way into my walk, my darn shoes gave me giant blisters that bled through my socks and shoes! UGH! I would've walked barefoot back if the pavement wasn't so hot under this Arizona sun. I'm trashing the shoes.

Mentally - still struggling. I'm finding myself doing a lot of self-talk. I've done hard things. I've done really hard things. So, this should be a cakewalk, right? Eating healthy, drinking juices, being away from family for a bit ... shouldn't be so hard, right? It's hard.

But to be perfectly honest, the realy struggle I'm dealing with is having to do chemo. I get sick when I think of going through it and having it my body. I know so many people have gone through it and see the other side. But, it's hard for me to imagine many good cells being killed off for the POSSIBILITY that there MIGHT be microscopic cancer cells that floated off of my tumor. To understand my thought process a little better ... I have ADHD, anxiety and depression. It's a messy combination up there in my brain. My anxiety has taken control of this topic. (Yes, I'm talking to a therapist). I don't think I have felt better physically in my adult life. So, why am I suppose to voluntarily put something in my body that'll make me sick? Here's the deal ... if I had metastatic breast cancer - or any type of progressed cancer, I wouldn't hesitate. Kill it! Let's go! But what if you were told by your surgeon: "there's no evidence of breast cancer" after surgery? Do you see what a mindf*ck this is? Or is it just me? I'm hoping to gain some clarity within the time that I'm here.

A couple of pics from my walk

A gift from my bestie, Mandy, arrived just as I got back from my walk! It was perfect because I was coming off of feeling low and bloody ankles :) It made my day (week!)

IV Therapy. I'm realizing how gray my hair is :-/. I haven't bothered to color it since I might lose it. :(

Art Therapy

Not gonna lie, this was a tough one. Potatos, potatos and more potatos. It might look good but there's no salt, no butter, no nothin'

FaceTime with my babies <3 <3 <3