My fall softball league ends tonight and that will wrap up my softball year that started back in late March. I was on chemo then and I'm on chemo now. I didn't get to play as much as I wanted to this year with the pesky surgeries getting in the way all the time. But there were some great moments. My Pitt teammates will remember me being cleared after my first surgery and pitching a couple of innings about 6 hours later. I fell down fielding a ball. Smooth... My Darwin team will remember me gasping for air after only pitching a couple of innings. I just can't get into shape while on chemo. My work league will remember me not being there. (Hey, I can't play every game while battling cancer!)
It's been a really frustrating year, to say the least. I just never was able to get back to full strength to play the game the way I know how. Don't get me wrong, I did well...damn good under the circumstances, but I watch my teammates hitting homeruns as I struggle to hit the ball out of the infield.
Next season is less than six months away and I so want to be healthy all year. I mean, I can take a scraped elbow or a bruised knee or a punctured lung or a broken collar bone or a blister. You know, something easy to deal with. Just no more cancer crap, please!