Postby BrownBagger » Sun Jan 13, 2013 4:46 pm
About 5 years ago, after mountain biking for a few years, I bought a road bike and decided to explore the countryside around my new home in central NYS. I got the bike in August of '08 and put about 1,200 miles on it--including a couple of 100-mile rides--before the end of the year. The following March, I was diagnosed with what we thought was Stage 2a rectal cancer. I thought about my new hobby and wondered if I'd seen my last ride. It was a depressing thought. But I decided that since I knew what it felt like to ride, say, 30 miles in relatively good health, it would be useful to use that measure to see how physically debilitated I'd become from radiation, surgery and chemo. Radiation commenced in April and, due to some unseasonably warm weather, I was able to take some rides. The rad onc. said I probably wouldn't be able to ride a bike once the effects of the treatment (and Xeloda) started to kick in, but I figured I'd know when the time to stop had come. Interestingly enough, it never did. I rode as much as I could, just thankful to be physically viable. I actually got stronger. Had my LAR in mid-June and was laid up for a few weeks, but I got back on the bike after six weeks and rode as much as possible until the reversal, ten weeks later. Two weeks after that, I was back on the bike. Started Xelox in October and just kept on riding. It was another warm fall, so I rode through the whole 4 rounds--and found that it helped a lot in so many ways.
Anyway, to make a long story short, over the past 4 years I've had 5 major surgeries, radiation and a boatload of chemo. I've also ridden 9,000 miles. Yesterday, I crossed that threshhold.
The purpose of this thread is not to get a bunch of "attaboys" and other supportive comments. You all know I'm a nut. I know I'm a nut. My wife definitely knows I'm a nut.
No, the purpose of this thread is to point out that if you let a cancer dx limit your enthusiasm for life--if you let fear dominate your dreams and goals--then it wins. One of my mottos goes like this: "Live your life like it's going to be a long one, because it just might, and then, you'll be glad you did."
All that Lance Armstrong nonsense aside, don't let a cancer dx prevent you from pursuing your dreams. Be realistic, of course, but don't let the mental part cramp your style. You may find, like I did, that a lot of it is truly in your head.
Eric, 58
Dx: 3/09, Stage 4 RC
Recurrences: (ongoing, lung, bronchial cavity, ribs)
Major Ops: 6/ RFA: 3 /bronchoscopies: 8
Pelvic radiation: 5 wks. Bronchial radiation—brachytheray: 3 treatments
Chemo Rounds (career):136
Current Chemo Cocktail: Xeloda & Erbitux & Irinotecan biweekly
Current Cocktail; On the Wagon (mostly)
Bicycle miles post-dx 10,477
Motto: Live your life like it's going to be a long one, because it just might, and then you'll be glad you did.