Support for LateToSchool

<p>LTS, your post lifted my spirits! I am hoping that your good spirits, and the support of your colleague, will carry you through the rest of this week.</p>

<p>LTS, when I was l0 and they still made us pray in public schools, I didn’t quite understand that word “temptation.” I used to say, with heartfelt enthusiasm: “Lead us not into Penn Station.” </p>

<p>Evidently, you dealt beautifully with Penn Station!</p>

<p>Thank you for such uplifting posts. In so many ways this is an incredible learning experience. If you think about it, anyone who wants to (more or less) can put on nice clothing on just about any given day, and head out into the world. I have had the ability to do so for a very long time. </p>

<p>What is different now is the effort it takes to do so. For example, Sunday, I was not feeling well, either because of the cancer, the chemotherapy, the back pain from the herniated disc, or simply the stress of being suddenly hospitalized, having seven scans in one day, surgery the next, and all the worsening news. So, for me, to (1) plan for preset, high level, serious business meetings; (2) pack for the agenda; (3) find my way to Union Station; (4) board the train; (5) find my way to taxi and hotel; (6) eat - by the way - side note here - New York was beautiful although cold, and, I literally MADE myself get out and walk around Sunday afternoon, and eat in the local delis, etc. - sitting and hiding safely in hotels = not for me :); (7) get up the next morning; (8) get showered, made up and dressed for the day at 6:00 a.m.; (8) repack and get checked out of the hotel (9) get to all of my destinations, prepared, on time, etc. - given my physical condition (still some back pain, shortness of breath, cannot really walk very fast, and the general way one feels while on chemotherapy - it’s sort of “icky” if you haven’t experienced it), this was very difficult (although the more you move, the easier it gets - I am convinced the key is to get moving and keep moving). And just seven short months ago, it was nothing for me to do this - it was very normal. </p>

<p>But, even going through this, looking around me, I saw people in wheelchairs, or enduring various forms of physical disability. And I am not in a wheelchair, or unable to function unassisted. This is a good, positive experience, in that I am very grateful that I can get up and walk, make decisions, go to meetings, plan my day. Even if it is very difficult, I can and WILL still do it. </p>

<p>Whatever it is we have or do not have, we should each be very grateful for it…</p>

<p>latetoschool - I have been lurking around this thread and reading it, often with tears in my eyes, but have never posted as I felt I had nothing new to add as everyone has said what I am thinking. But though it has been said before I have to say it - you are amazing and an inspiration. You are making the very most of what life has handed you - that is what we should all wish for for ourselves and our loved ones. What a marvelous example you are for your daughter. And for the rest of us.</p>

<p>Okay LTS- I am the most directionally impaired person you will ever know, it is the family joke! I do not even attempt Penn Station! so I am extremely impressed and I LOVE the red shoes, I admit I have a very big shoe problem, another family joke.</p>

<p>Will be thinking of you all week during your your procedures, I know you will be as strong and positive as always- lets face it we expect nothing less!
Best to our DD</p>

<p>fondly
4Giggles</p>

<p>You should not have waited so long to post, swimcatsmom - you are so eloquent!</p>

<p>I visit the thread much more often than I post feeling, similarly, that others have said what I want to say so much better.</p>

<p>I do have a specific suggestion, LTS. I’ve read quite a few books on back problems for my husband’s sake. I highly recommend Jim Johnson’s “The Multifidus Back Pain Solution.” His recommended program, based on published research findings, consists of a few very simple exercises.</p>

<p>NYMomof2, would you believe that somehow, as of early yesterday morning, my excruciating back pain simply has disappeared. I have no idea how or why. I am certain the doctors were corrrect with their scans and that the cause was a herniated disc. My thoracic and lumbar spine scans came back clean. I do have a lot of disc disease as it turns out - but - according to the doctors - somewhere around “normal”-ish for someone my age who has done a lot of athletics, weight lifting, water sports, etc.</p>

<p>But the pain is gone. I have no idea where it went. It just disappeared, rather suddenly. Perhaps this is normal for herniated discs. Perhaps the onset of it was some sort of divine intervention so that I would end up calling my oncologist’s answering service so that events would expose the other problems so they could be caught early. Perhaps the chemotherapy is reducing the amount of cancer so the pressure has eased. Perhaps a heightened state of mind and happiness can defeat some physical issues. Perhaps all of these things. I have just no idea.</p>

<p>4giggles and payingfor3, what keeps me from totally losing it at Penn Station is that I stone cold KNOW, when I finally do get on board the train, and find a seat, I am a mere minutes away from the dining car, and from an Amtrak pepperoni pizzi or two. Only the desire to stay out of mental wards keeps me from ordering three pieces. I hold on to this vision and it saves me. I don’t even wait for the conductor to collect my tickets; I don’t care that I am leaving my very expensive laptop unattended, or sitting next to a street urchin, anything else - I’m gonna RUSH to the dining car and get that pizza. I ate lunch yesterday at one of the finest restaurants in NYC’s financial district yesterday, and was thinking about that Amtrak pizza the whole time. I have no idea why I like the stuff so much - it’s nasty, cheap, greasy, and gross. It darn sure does NOT do anything in any way to help fight cancer. But it makes me happy and keeps me from dispair at Penn Station.</p>

<p>You gals are cracking me up…</p>

<p>the image of the Red Shoes on LTS…all I can think of is Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz…how I wish you could tap the heels 3 times and be home at the end of the day…or tap your heels 3 times at the start of the day and be in your office…and avoid all this metro and stairs…even THOUGH I know you get health out of pushing yourself in doing all these things…</p>

<p>Lorelei2702’s comment about her Black on Black efforts are much dimmer in presence reminds me of a family friend who sends a holiday newsletter. Each year the format echos a different famous publication, ie front page of the WSJ or NYT or The Insider from People or The Talk of the Town from the New Yorker…anyway, one year, a front page story in the family “NYTimes” dealt with the remodel of his wife’s closet…adding electricity/lights…though he really didn’t understand why, because ALL of her clothes were BLACK and why did she need a LIGHT… NYC is definitely about Black on Black clothes. </p>

<p>There is another comedienne on my Comedy Channel on XM Satellite … who joked about packing for a trip to NYC…and was rushed getting ready for her big reception and she knew she needed a scarf or wrap to finish her outfit so she grabbed the first black thing from her suitcase, wrapped it around her neck…her hubby challenged her on it…she told him to shut up and hail the cab etc etc…and only upon arriving at the event did she realize she had wrapped a pair of pants around her neck!! </p>

<p>So, those are my humorous additions to a thread that is definitely joyful today. Knowing LTS is happy has put a smile in my own heart. Thanks for sharing…it is kind of like wedding vows…in good times and in bad… we are reading and absorbing all of it LTS… here’s to more days like this…</p>

<p>latetoschool…love your Penn Station tales, and am amused about your being directionally impaired, entranced with your fashion flair and mall rat pizza dreams…and greatly relieved your back pain dissipated and you had a satisfying time with colleagues. I have been known to circle a city beltway without realizing it a time or two…once in Boston I took a wrong turn and ended up on a bridge to New Hampshire or something…can I just say…Boston is just too much of a challenge for spatial daydreamers like myself.</p>

<p>LTS: Just got back from work to find three wonderful posts from you. Strange as it may be to say considering the challenges to your health, I actually think you are a very lucky woman.</p>

<p>You sound like you looked gorgeous, and I’m sure you did.</p>

<p>You remind us to push ourselves through our obstacles. Way to go!!!</p>

<p>LTS, Would I have you giving me advice on how to dress up in NYC (I have little doubt that you can dress up a guy just as well) when I was at Del Posto last Friday. I felt like I must have been the most poorly dressed dinning client that had ever walked through that establishment. I was wearing my usual corduroy jacket with elbow patches. </p>

<p>Seriously, the disappearance of localized pain is most likely a very good sign for your new chemo treatment. My best wishes and prayers.</p>

<p>Whoa–i love gooey pepperoni pizza too–you enjoy girl1</p>

<p>All of this just makes me smile!</p>

<p>Keep it up, LTS! You constantly amaze and inspire us all.</p>

<p>I agree. My admiration grows every time I peek in on this thread. Keep one thing in mind, LTS: Winners win. And you are a winner, no ifs, ands or buts.</p>

<p>LTS, I’m so happy to hear that your back pain “magically” disappeared. It must have been the high heels on those red shoes that knocked those discs back to where they belonged. ;)</p>

<p>Okay, am I the only one who read LTS’s description of getting disoriented in Penn Station and thought, she has a flaw? Seriously, you are the most, bar none, competent human being I have ever had the privilege of knowing, even if only in an online website.</p>

<p>now that we know what your Achilles red heel is (:)), we can breathe easier, knowing it ain’t lung cancer. And you can, I know, kick the latter in its teeth if it doesn’t get the message.</p>

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<p>LTS, as someone who cannot walk (among other things), I can say that what you are going through is so, so much more difficult, and I am in awe of your awesome, wonderful strength.</p>

<p>“Local lung cancer survivor pushes for more research”</p>

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<p>[Local</a> lung cancer survivor pushes for more research : Local : Naples Daily News](<a href=“http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2006/apr/09/local_lung_cancer_survivor_pushes_more_research/]Local”>http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2006/apr/09/local_lung_cancer_survivor_pushes_more_research/)</p>

<p>(P.S. to LTS: Great to hear you sounding so lively and upbeat, not to mention pain-free. As for my trial, we’re now in the 3rd week and have another, oh, 6-9 weeks to go. It’s a federal “white collar” conspiracy case [tax fraud, etc.]. Some stretches are tedious, others riveting. I enjoy cross-examining witnesses in cases like this, where there’s lots of paper, because you have a lot to work with.)</p>

<p>LTS, I’m SO happy that you had a good day and that you love greasy, bad-for-you pizza and that you dress to the nines with nail polish that matches the accents on your business card. It’s just all so good. :)</p>

<p>latetoschool, I had a fun time visualizing you in your fabulous outfit dashing for the greasy pizza! Please do not feel guilty about your comfort food: whatever keeps your mind at peace will be beneficial for your body, too, since you body is controlled by your mind. I use this as an excuse to indulge in ice cream, my secret pleasure :), and I’m convinced it keeps me healthy. I wish you all the best and I’m praying for your recovery. You are my hero.</p>