
There are friends who have said that I’m brain cancer’s poster child. That’s definitely not a label I would have ever embraced. When I wrote the last entry, I thought it would be the end. I’d pay some penance or whatever the correct label I to the people who had helped and move on to what’s next but cancer, like the scar, may not be what’s next but it’s also not going away. It’s not like they took it all out, we’re just watching to see if it’s growing forever and permanently taking anti-seizure medication.
I keep meaning to watch Harry Potter since I’ve acquired the label the boy who lived, with the scar on his head to prove it. I still haven’t, life as a single dad is hard and busy I’m sure for anyone and I still want to believe I’m invincible so I have continued to do races and train for the marathon. I won that Brain Power 5k and was the lead fundraiser for the event. Meeting other people there who had gone through brain surgery made me realize that some of them who were also “survivors” had much worse scars in physical, mental and medical impairments. The fact that I sometimes forget a few things got to be whining much about very small scars. That Brain Power 5k was the second of 5 personal records, something I’d never achieved even when I was a more serious runner in high school and college. The next 5k I would break my time record at would be the Livestrong one.
I got a haircut which my coworkers disapproved of, a Mohawk at a brain cancer event, called Hawktober. The organizer lost much from his brain surgery including some issues with his speech, a rough thing for a guy who used to be an announcer and 4 years after the surgery, still blogs elegantly but has serious speech impediments. My work was really unhappy about the Mohawk in a professional court setting but let me keep it for a few days. My boss who had originally given me permission backtracked quickly when administration weighed in. It came off and at the end of the day, it was worth it to me.
I still miss my daughter's mother; I still love her. I always have, I always wil.l There were things I said about her that were probably less than appropriate because I was both in love, in shock and angry. The vows say for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and health; no matter what other things are out, there is no way to spin it she left me at the lowest point of my life on all of those. Still, I wish that both before and after the diagnosis, I had started to work on the things that I intended to work on after the surgery at making the house home and being a better husband and father. Perhaps, perhaps not but then maybe my little girl Kiana would still have both of her parents every day, something that as recently as last night as I was putting her to bed, she talked to me about how she’d recently had dinner with Dre and her mother’s family but that she was still going to “fix you and mommy.” I’ve gone on some dates and like anything else, some have gone well and some have gone poorly but at the end of the day, I need someone who can handle stress, a child, an ex, and a possible cancer return. With that much baggage, I often wonder if that’s not way too much to ask and if I should do this journey the way it is anyway, alone. I hope that maybe, just maybe there’s someone out there who could handle it but then I listen to songs like Ben Harper’s Forever: “Forever seems to be around when things began but forever’s not around when things end.” Of course Harper ended up divorcing the woman who he was married to when he wrote that… Realizing that relationship loss may have been my biggest lost or my biggest mistake, I even attended Livestrong’s Cancer and Relationships class. I was the youngest person in there and everyone else was a lesbian or married couple. It made for a tough evening at some level. I’ve met a girl or two that I think could handle it but I worry. Interestingly enough, the first dates were girls who were there from Part I of Life and I think if I end up with anyone, it will be someone I met after all this.
Perhaps because her mother's gone and I’m raising a child essentially, I am a lot more afraid at doctor’s appointments that are just follow ups than when “she was there.” I’ve even taken the George Clooney bet that I’ll never remarry or have more kids but that may just be the pain talking. My finances are horrible with half of the household income gone and the guy who grew up poor worries about returning there. I am still struggling with sharing that part out of pride but a friend thoroughly reprimanded me and let me know I needed to accept the free entry invite that the Austin Livestrong Marathon had offered. Interestingly, the Livestrong Invite to the Boston Marathon almost went away and then it came back as a paid entry but I signed up anyway because that’s a big chapter to me and in this story. Kiana is coming with me.
Kiana and I took a trip to San Diego where again friends I hadn’t seen in years came out to say hello and to meet her. It was her first flight not as an infant and we loved every minute of it. I had in wishful thinking booked it on our 10th anniversary for 3 but in the end, only two wanted to go. As overwhelming as it is someday, lots of divorced men, have told me how lucky and blessed I am to have the child most of the time, and there’s never been a moment I doubted that.
The Livestrong Bracelet has never come off and it’s almost been a year since I put it on. I still wear Duke, Livestrong Gear and the funny stuff that my friends gave me and on occasion touch the scar, a rough and gentle reminder that while there have been some losses, I got plenty left. I still help out when and how I can on that ultimate community that did so much for me and I am volunteering for things with the Livestrong Marathon because these have become the symbols that helped me stay alive.
But a little time has given me the perspective that I’m not paying penance; I’m paying things fowards. It was other people’s awareness and research which is why I have a chance to be alive and being one of the lucky ones that may beat this abnormal growth. I hope, pray and am trying to work at having it create some abnormal growth in character.
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