Today was the CIBC Run For The Cure and it looks like they raised a whack load of money from it. I’m glad.  A co-worker runs in it and for obvious and selfish reasons I donated. I don’t donate to much of anything. I think in my entire life I’ve donated maybe 6 times, 3 for breast cancer, 2 of them before I was diagnosed. And all 3 of them to Run For The Cure.

I went to my sister’s today, it was my niece’s birthday so I ‘made the effort’ which my family knows I don’t do when I’m healthy, let alone recovering from surgery.  I would have stayed longer than I did, but the drive over got to me then I just couldn’t get comfortable no matter where I sat.   Every day is a little better, but not good enough to be of any use to me yet.