See You Again My Friend: Honoring Daniel Del Rosario

Dear Daniel,


You know?  It's been a little difficult to write this because I simply can't believe it.  It's been almost a week since I heard the news that you had passed away.  I've been thinking of what to say and how to say it and I guess I should just say things without any filters.  I've learned that life doesn't have any filters whatsoever and it sure as hell doesn't wait around for anybody...life happens 24 hours a day 7 days a week....

Our good friend Ryan Largo reminded me of this photo we took together at Nonito's media day at Undisputed.  Your energy was just so positive.  I could tell right away that you were just a big hearted sincere human being.  We took a slew of photos that day but I would have to say that this one is my favorite.  Who would have known though that you and I both would be diagnosed with cancer not too long after this photo?  This was in September of 2012 and I was diagnosed a few months later in December.

February 23, 2013 was my Unity benefit and your entire family came out.  I believe you took this photo of me and Beverly.  I cannot even imagine what she is going through right now.  I wish that my words could heal her heart and that of your children but nothing can replace your presence and energy in this world...you passing is like an open wound right now that even when that heals, the scar of not having you physically around will be felt by many.  

Sometime in the Summer of last year I remember when I heard that you were diagnosed with cancer too and going through therapy yourself.  I facebooked to offer my support to you and your family.  A few days later we spoke on the phone.  I believe you were in the hospital at the time going through chemotherapy and I had just completed that phase and was going through radiation.  I think both of us were sitting on the phone talking about being bald lol...I and not sure how far a long you were with treatment.  I can't remember right now but what I found interesting about the conversation was how you kept telling me I was your hero because I was "fighting" and "surviving" and remaining so positive through it all.  I was very humbled by that statement but replied with the fact that nothing I was doing was heroic.  I was a person just like you going through some very rough challenges with a smile.  I also remember connected you and Joey as I know he would have some great positive things to share with you.  

From that day on, we were bonded by a disease as were were  also living in a world that not many understand and hopefully will never have to.  We laughed and talked about the craziness we were going through and that we were both going to come out of this...alive.

I remember you calling me either late last year or early this year to tell me that the cancer came back but you were going to go through more treatment.  You made it a point to call me and I appreciate that so much.  Please know that I always thought about you my brother.  I prayed for you.

2 weeks ago Dean and I went out to eat and he told me you called him to tell him that you didn't have too much longer to live.  I didn't want to believe him.  I called you and I texted you the next day but I know you had more important things to tend to.  I wanted to take you the holistic clinic in Reno where Joey got his treatment that turned his cancer around!!!  I wanted to make it a survivors trip up there, me you and Joey.  I never heard from you again....

The following week Mike Bazzel updated his status "RIP Daniel Del Rosario".  I can't tell you how sad I was.  I was in the kitchen in my house paralyzed from the news.  I couldn't believe it.  I put my phone down and began to cry.  I wished so much to take that trip with you and Joey.  I couldn't do anything.  I couldn't think.  I couldn't breathe.  I walked to my bedroom and just sat at the edge of my bed and cried and prayed to God that he guide your family through this tough time.

Thank you Daniel.  Even in this short time that I have known you, you have been a great support to me.  I appreciate your positive energy and loving heart.  I know so many people feel the same as you have touched so many with you loving spirit.  Rest in peace my brother.  One day we will all be together again...

Love your friend always,

Freska

Life after Breast Cancer: Accepting Change and Slowing Down

This has really been bugging me and I just have to get it out, especially since I had to sleep in the middle of the day and I woke up late and missed jiujitsu practice. It really has been a struggle for me to accept that I CANNOT do things the way I used to before I went through cancer treatment.  I feel I am more fatigued now then I was when I was going through chemotherapy and radiation.  I really don't remember sleeping this much until the very end of radiation when my skin was just raw and burnt.  But during that time about 6 months ago, I felt I had a reason as to why I was tired...I was going through active treatment and my body was just going through so much.  Now? Hah!  NOW??  Now all I do is take a pill every day and some vitamins and I feel like I ran a 100 marathons even if I slept 12 hour days for 4 days straight, sometimes 5.  Well, ok, I'm back on the mat training in jiujitsu at least twice a week and started 2 days of physical therapy a week as well.  I thought that a month into it I would be able to adjust and read my body's needs better regarding rest and sleep.  I was wrong.

I still ALWAYS tell myself, "I am so happy to be alive!  Just enjoy life.  You have a second chance to experience the world with a much deeper appreciation for EVERYTHING."  While I am so very thankful that I am alive, I am anxious to LIVE and DO...so much.  Having said that, I find myself being so tired and having to limit my activities which makes me feel like I can't, "live and do" as much as I would like.  As a matter of fact, thats exactly what it is and that's why I am frustrated and sometimes sad.

Rewind to about a year ago about February or March 2013.  I was 2-3 months post op and 1 to 2 chemo infusions into my set of 4.   My college track coach Tom and I spoke while I was going through chemotherapy and he was happy to hear how I was dealing with treatment and the whole breast cancer diagnosis.  I remember sitting on my couch upset that I had lost all my hair but happy to be talking to my coach as he was someone that I always admired and always had great advise.  He new how to draw the best out of his athletes and just the best out of people in general.  He said something that has resonated inside me since our conversation.  He felt that I mentally broke down my cancer treatment how an athlete would with their workouts and season.  In his eyes it made things easier for my mind to process especially when it came to the slew of side effects and how I was getting through the pain.  It made sense.  Athletes push their bodies to the limit all the time.  They understand that they will be sore, they will sometimes go through injuries, there are good and bad days.  I went through surgery, chemo and radiation like I was "training"... and I WAS... but for something much different than I had ever trained for in my life.  There was no trophy at the end of the race or a gold medal or even a "winners" podium.  There was simply just LIFE at the end of my "beat cancer" training and I trained very hard to achieve that.  

Fast forward to today Monday, January 27, 2014.  I am here, sitting on my couch, hair growing back, AND REALLY TIRED.  I am frustrated that I am so fatigued from doing pretty much nothing.   I did have PT (physical therapy) today and still can't believe that just that has made me THIS tired.  

I am 12 months post op and I still have numbness under my arm because the nerve endings that were severed during surgery haven't grown back and may never.  I am also 8 months post chemotherapy and 6.5 months post radiation therapy (in later blogs I'll go into detail about my experience during that time).  Spending time with my physical therapist rehabilitating my body and getting rid of scar tissue and adhesions are painful and exhausting, so much that I need to sleep....A LOT.  But I have a reference point because of the physical training I had done for many years of my life.  With much confidence, I can say that I can tolerate the physical pain just fine.  It is trying to get out of that athlete mindset that I need to do. I find it extremely difficult but it is necessary in order for me to heal, be at peace, move on and enjoy what the new normal is for me.

I often find myself upset because I can't lift as heavy.  I can't train as long.  I'm not as fast.  My memory has been affected.  But most of all, what upsets me the most is the time my body spends repairing itself. I know it needs it but man...my recovery is 3 times longer if not more from doing SIMPLE things like a hand bike for 5 minutes.  It kills me that after an activity like that today I had to nap and by doing so I missed jiujitsu.  ITS A DAMN HAND BIKE FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!  I used to swim 3000 yards swim practices, run 200 meter hills 10 times with crazy intervals for track with 1 mile warm up and 1 mile warm down, 8 timed mile workouts for cross country with a 1.5 mile warm up and 1.5 mile warm down...geez man...I'm a 2nd degree black belt...and NOW I'M TIRED FROM JUST BREATHING!!!  

This mentality or maybe even ego, however, is what is holding me back.  I can't be thinking of all the things I used to be able to do before cancer because my "new normal", as doctors like to put it, is so far from what it used to be and its just not realistic.  I should not be trying to dissect this process of healing as I did when I was going through active therapy.    Its just not the same thing.  I am finally understanding what they meant when they said fatigue is cumulative.  But I can't tell you exactly how upsetting it is to hear my doctors keep extending the amount of time till I will feel "normal".  The latest one is 2 years!!  WHAT?  2 YEARS?  ARE THEY SERIOUS??  I'll be 42 in two years!!

I know they have seen people like me all the time so they should know.  I really have a hard time giving into that.  I am not use to being this idle.  I told one of my teammates that I would get emotional sometimes before I stepped on the mat.  I literally would wipe my tears away before bowing on the mat because I was so happy that I could train again.  But now sometimes I find myself in tears driving to or from practice because of the reality of where my body truly is.  I don't want to just be a cheerleader for my team.  I want to bring pride to my team and not just "red shirt" for x amount of seasons.  My jiujitsu coach always tells me, "Don't let great ruin good Fran".  My boyfriend tells me, "Be patient, listen to your body, adjust, adapt, improvise and overcome."  I feel like I am doing those things but I realize I have to do them better, especially the "be patient" part.  =(  I should be proud that I am even back on that mat but that's not enough for me.  I want to achieve more and I want to do it now but I can't.  

What I have learned is therapy and recovery are 2 different things just as an athlete is different from being a cancer survivor even when that survivor is an athlete.  I guess what it boils down to is that I have a hard time letting go of thinking of myself as an athlete and transitioning myself into knowing I AM A SURVIVOR and I am so very lucky to be sitting here to even say that.  SOOOOO many others have lost their lives to cancer and I'm here sitting around complaining.  Instead of doing that I should take pride in the fact that a survivor is on a whole other level than just being an athlete.  In the beginning I thought I understood that but I guess I still have growing to do in that area of understanding.  As I said earlier I want to achieve more.  I want to do it now but I can't, however, I WILL.  I will by accepting change and slowing down by being more patient with myself and simply just enjoying the ride...because SURVIVING CANCER IS NOT A SPORT IT IS A LIFESTYLE.