Pacific Grove or bust!

 Earlier this year Jim and his buddy Steve won a golf tournament that qualified them to go to Poppy Hills and Pacific Grove. I had already taken the days off to join them (I LOVE Pacific Grove, Monterey and Carmel and will go any chance I get!). Well, their tournament was scheduled for April 5-6, just days after my first chemo. Initially we were going to go down on Saturday, but decided we better wait and see how I felt before committing. Good thing it was a slow time and Expedia was our friend. On Saturday afternoon we decided to chance it and head out on Sunday. I made it, but it turns out Sunday night is when the worst of my side effects made themselves known all night long. Poor Jim--no sleep for either of us, but at least I could laze about while he had to get up and off to his golf tournament. I cannot remember if he played Poppy Hills that day or if it was Carmel Ridge. Either way, I feel bad.

I ended up not being able to do anything that day except try to nap and get a grip on side effects. When he got back we did go for a lovely walk. He did have to leave me on some steps while he continued on, but I was out there struggling along. I simply cannot believe how debilitating chemo can be!! One thing I am working hard at is not beating myself up for being a "baby" and being weak. It's been hard and I need a near-daily reminder that I'm NOT a big cry baby.

Tuesday I HAD to drag myself out because I had to check out of the room. I ended up parking at the back end of a parking lot and napping in the back of the car while Jim golfed. I did manage some breakfast and shoe shopping, but was sick sick sick most of the afternoon. Yuck.

I kept apologizing all the way home while Jim reassured me that he was glad I came and it is ok they we didn't get any sleep for two nights. Hmmmmm.....anyone who knows Jim knows he *never* says something unless he means it so I had to accept that. Even if I did need a reminder from the Hoyts and the Masters about Jim's propensity for "honest to a fault."

Enjoying feet in the sand and water!!

The steps where I had to wait for Jim when I pooped out on our walk on Monday afternoon.