I had never golfed before and learned after my first swing at the golf ball, that it would be quite challenging with my right arm. I didn't bring my compression sleeve so I ended up only doing the putting (and the drinking). I left the driving (golf ball AND golf cart) to my brother Paul, my sister-n-law Amy, and our good friend Brian. On our opposing team, was my Mom Gail and good friend Debbie, along with Bonnie and Terry.
Peter wrote an amazingly heartfelt blog post about what its like for the spouse during a cancer diagnosis. You can read it here --> CLICK.
I realize that the purpose of the event was to raise money, but for me - as a new survivor, it held a different meaning. I am part of a pink club that I never wanted to join, but if I have to be here I am certainly grateful to be a 'living' and 'surviving' member that was honored to be sitting among others like me, listening to people talk about making a difference.