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Out of sorts

It was a nasty shock and an unwelcome reminder that Charlotte is, whilst very athletic (winning the Womens 4-Up 10mile Millennium Time Trial at Bicester last Tuesday), still a cancer patient.  She is awaiting a final instalment of surgery (the 'finishing touches') and, following her somewhat traumatic pre-op on Wednesday, was taken unwell on Thursday.  



This is a woman who knows her body very well.  It has been through a lot.  She has carried herself with such grace, and when unable to do so alone, allowed others to step in and support her through the most gruelling phases.  Treatment took priority last year, and this year has been about living in the solution - on Tamoxifen.  The green juices and (slightly adjusted) exercise regimen have already paid dividends.  Charlotte is now a triathlete (although she's keeping it quiet-ish) - having done a sterling job at the Shock Absorber WomenOnly triathlon at Dorney Lake on 14 July (the challenge version, of course, involving 800m swim, 31.8k bike, 6.2k run), finishing 16th/149 in the blistering heat.  

So, feeling clammy, light headed and nauseous were all signs that something was amiss...  Her blood pressure plummeted on Thursday night, and her surgery had to be postponed.  No one ever said this fight was going to be simple or straightforward.  The road has taken twists and turns, but the territory is now somewhat more familiar.  She is expected in theatre next week.  In the meantime we plan to make the most of the fine weather and swim.  Characteristically, there is and need be no drama.  Out of sorts perhaps but it's business as usual.  I'm looking forward to the relaunch of Charlotte's Web Log.     








  

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