Monday

Tonight, I am tired. Tired because I just kicked my own butt at the gym! It has been a challenge to get myself back in to a workout routine after lying in bed for so long, but I finally feel like I’m getting somewhere. And it feels amazing!

I’ve made a goal for myself this week to post something every day. I hope to be able to address real topics in my posts in the future, but for this week I am focusing on getting in the habit of posting.

I spent the better parts of my day today with Val. We went on our favorite long walk and I came up with some great ideas for TKD content. Being that it was actually nice outside today, I decided to take Val over to the dog park. There’s a really great one in our area that has a pretty big area designated to small and shy dogs, both of which are my dog. On the short walk over to the dog area from the parking lot, I ran into a nice woman who wondered about Val’s breed. She asked me specifically if Val was very good at being alone during the day. This just so happens to be the only thing that Val is absolutely horrible at. I had to explain to her that Val wasn’t a very good example of the breed because I got her to help me through chemo, so we have always been together all day, resulting in separation anxiety (for both of us).

I always love these little conversations that I have with complete strangers, where I’m forced to reveal that I am battling cancer. Everyone reacts differently to hearing it, but the best is when people react like this woman today. It’s like they immediately drop the stranger pretenses and join your army of supporters. They usually ask how things are going and I reassure them that I am doing great, and then they finish off by saying something encouraging like, “stay strong” or “keep up the fight” or something like that. Today, the woman said, “I hope that you have a great present and future.”

This reminds me of another sort of similar story. Sometime amidst all of my intense chemo I felt well enough to go shopping with my Godmother, Beckie. We were in one of Beckie’s favorite stores, chatting with one of the managers who knew Beckie, while she checked out. Somehow we got onto the topic of my cancer. Meanwhile this grumpy looking woman came to stand in line behind us. Beckie’s purchase was taking a while and we were being sort of leisurely since we knew the woman helping us. I figured this would only make the grumpy lady more angry. Finally, a second cashier came to help the grumpy lady. Grumpy finished getting checked out before us, and then she did something that shocked me. She grabbed my arm and said “stay strong” and then she turned and walked away. It was AWESOME. I will never forget that.

It’s so cool that people can relate to me, and to my struggle, like that. I feel so blessed to be able to experience these little moments of connection with people and I hope that they know how much of an impact that there words have.

Hope you all enjoyed these little stories, hopefully tomorrow I’ll be able to come up with something a little more organized!

xoxo Kathy

Quick Update Video

Hi Everyone!

It would be awesome if you could all take a few minutes to watch this update video I did today. Just wanted to fill everyone in on what’s been going on. Also I would love to answer ANY questions anyone has about anything.

Hope you are all having a fantastic weekend! Go Hawks!

xoxo Katherine

Meet Val

One morning after spending quite a few lonely days at home staring blankly at the television, bonding with the refrigerator (thank you steroids), and feeling completely useless I decided to get a dog. What kind of dog? Who cares. Where are you going to get the dog? Who knows. When are you going to get it? As soon as possible, aka today. When I decide to do something, I’m going to get it done and it will be done perfectly and as quickly as possible, leukemia or not. Especially when I’ve been sitting around for a month doing nothing. So here I am at 5 am searching “puppy” on Ebay Classifieds. Flash forward to 5pm that evening, there is me and my new little puppy shopping at Petco for new puppy things like sparkly collars and pink mini kongs.

My puppy was nameless for about a week. During this time I began jokingly calling her Valhalla, shortened from the name Princess Valhalla Hawkwind, taken from the Showtime show The United States of Tara. I knew this was a bad idea, and that inevitably this would end up being her name, but I was in denial. And this is how I became the proud momma of a Cavachon puppy named Princess Valhalla Hawkwind or Val, for short. She is my affectionate, lazy, friendly, adorable, floppy, dopey, annoying, unbalanced, happy, sleepy, mellow, perfect, crybaby and support dog. And she loves her Momma.

xoxo Katherine