Living a miracle

Hello all,  I know its been a few weeks.  I think every cancer patient should get 3 weeks in Europe to recoup.  It did me wonders.  We cruised the Mediterranean with the kids and Kerry's family to celebrate my in-laws 50th.  It was perfect!  The kids had the time of their lives and it was truly the best family vacation we have ever had.  My in-laws were thrilled!  Then the kids flew home and Kerry and I continued on for 2 more glorious weeks!  I loved every second of the trip, and savoured every moment.  And BOY did we have moments!  Every day was a different adventure, and I absolutely LOVE travelling with my husband!  I think we fall deeper in love on each trip! But now back to reality.  The past two weeks have been filled with doctors and tests.  We met with my oncologist, Ellen Warner, last week, and chemo was the plan.  She told me that she wanted me on a 6 month course,  but then called me back two days later that she had revisited my file and wanted me to try the 2 month

 I can’t believe it’s only been 6 weeks. The first two weeks sucked. I won’t lie. I basically spent my days in bed and on the couch. Oh, and I finalized Zevs Bar Mitzvah. How the F did I do that???  Wait - then we HAD Zev’s Bar Mitzvah!!!!  WTF?!?!?  Then, it was packing the 3 kids to camp AND the cruise plus Kerry and I for 2 more weeks in Europe. Say What?????  So here we are. We spent a glorious week on the Symphony of the Seas where we saw our kids get a taste for Europe, try new foods and enjoy every second of the biggest cruise ship in the world while celebrating my in-laws 50th Anniversary. Zev told me he wishes we never sent him to camp because he loves travelling almost as much!  On Sunday, the kids headed home for camp and we headed west to Basque Country. Go there.  We are now driving north towards Bordeaux and came across the most incredible spot.  So here I am: 6 weeks post double mastectomy with reconstruction and I just climbed Europe’s largest sand dune!  Dune du