aLive @ Stage 4!

As I sit with my coffee this Christmas Eve morning, I can't help but to reflect on last year's Christmas Eve.  Christmas Eve is the day my husband's family gathers; Christmas Day is the day we spend at home with our immediate family.  We rotate houses every year for Christmas Eve festivities.  Last year was not our turn, but I felt the urge to have it here anyway.  I certainly did not feel up to hosting a party, but I felt the urge to have it here anyway.  Last year I had been living with metastatic breast cancer for three and a half years.  The average survival rate is three years.  I was diagnosed in March of 2015, and there's no way of knowing how long I'd had it before diagnosis.  I had graduated from walking unassisted to using a cane to using a walker everywhere I went, except for times when there was a lot of walking and I used a wheelchair.  I was exhausted all of the time.  I came straight home from work and went right to bed every day.  I knew my condition

I'm going to do this month's recap differently than last month's.  I think it was just too tedious to read it all in that format.  I'm not going to update every day; things will be a little more general this month. I had sessions at the gym with Julie on the 2nd and the 4th.  The one on the fourth marks us moving from twice per week sessions to once per week sessions.  Not because I'm doing so fabulously 😉 but because the money is running out.  I've been receiving help with paying for these sessions, and there's a limit.  (On a side note, if you'd like to help out with this, as it is improving my quality of life immeasurably, you can help via paypal at paypal.me/tammycancerhelp.  If you'd like to pay the gym directly, contact Julie at World Gym La Plata).  Once per week costs half what twice per week does, so (ideally) I will be able to work with Julie for a longer period of time.  That's in theory.  In reality, I had a session with Julie on M