It breaks my heart to type this – it feels like I’m still in shock , but – I won’t be running the Boston marathon on Monday. I won’t be getting on a plane to Boston this afternoon. My heart is broken, every muscle in my legs yearned to run Boston on Monday, but there are important medical things in my life that need tending to.
Please forgive my hesitance to share full details, as my health situation is quite private, but I don’t want you to worry because I’m in good hands out here, so I’ll explain just a little.
Over the past few days, I was seen by several doctors for unusual lower abdominal/pelvic discomfort. It’s to my greatest shock to hear that the doctors found a large, abnormal “complex mass” behind my right ovary. It requires immediate surgery to be removed. I’ve been advised not only to lay low till the surgery, but also, to not fly.
Please don’t worry about me, I’m in great hands out here. Surgery was scheduled right away – so please understand if I don’t blog for the next week or so. My parents are flying out to support and be with me. Weez has been by my side throughout all the doc visits. The surgeon is confident in the procedure and I feel optimistic.
Though the initial shock of missing out on Boston weekend devastated me- something I’ve poured my heart and soul into, physically and emotionally since I BQ’d in May 2010 – I’ll be okay. There will be more Bostons. I will BQ again. I will eventually see all you lovely ladies that I was so badly looking forward to meeting up with. I have a friend picking up my goody bag, and gosh darn it, I’m going to wear that long sleeve. Maybe under another shirt if I’m out in public :P But I earned it.
Life is what happens when you’re not paying attention. I didn’t see this coming. Hell, the timing couldn’t be worse. But I’m blessed that the docs found the mass now, before flying/running. I’m blessed that the situation isn’t worse. I’m blessed to have my friends and family’s support. Thank God for modern technology.
So to all my dear friends going to Boston this weekend, run like hell and/or cheer extra loud for me. Scream “woop woop woop!”. I’ll be with you in spirit. I’ll be cheering for you from Colorado,