The Love & Fight Of My Life!

It’s official, 2018 has been one of the most challenging years of my life.

There are people in the world who inspire us to do better and be better. Two of those people are Jeanette Jenkins and Octavia Spencer. I made this video today right before I got the call to rush back to the hospital. Apparently chemo treatment number 3 is not working for my husband and we will start a 4th type of chemo next week.

The hits keep coming but we just get back up and continue to fight on!

La-Z-Boy? More like Ea-Z-Boy!

Dear Mr. Mauldin, Mr. Darrow, and Ms. Popp-Hellebuyck

My name is Heather Ross and my husband is Lt. Colonel Gary Ross. We are an active duty military family temporarily staying at the Residence Inn in Denver while my husband receives cancer treatment at the Colorado Blood Cancer Institute. When we got here and met with the Oncologist he said that we would be here for a minimum of 6 months or longer; pending the outcome of his chemo treatment. So naturally we wanGary Reclinerted to get a comfortable La-Z-Boy recliner to provide comfort to him while he recovers from his surgery and upcoming treatments. When we arrived at your store #216 (with our service dog Lucy in tow) we met your associate, Kate and she knew exactly what we wanted. The prices were so good, we ended up purchasing TWO of your recliners!

We explained to Kate that Gary would be having surgery early Wednesday morning (Sept 5th) and that’s why we would like to have the chairs in place prior to that procedure. She said she couldn’t make any promises but would see what she could do.

Tuesday afternoon Kate called and said that due to the Labor Day holiday she couldn’t get a driver to deliver until Wednesday. We explained that we wouldn’t be home all day on Wednesday because of Gary’s surgery but that evening would be okay. She asked if she could call us back after looking at the schedule. We said absolutely and then never heard back from her.

We were sitting in our hotel room having dinner when there was a knock at the door. There standing with recliner #1 was Kate. She had a huge smile on her face and she said that she was delivering our two recliners. We stood there in shock as she rolled the recliner right into the room, put it all together and explained how it worked. My husband is very limited in moving items but we offered to help and she said absolutely not. She went downstairs and in a few minutes she was back at the door with recliner #2.

Again, she rolled it right in and set it up for us. I couldn’t fully express my gratitude because I didn’t want to start “ugly” crying. Cause let’s be honest, once the “ugly” cry happens it’s a hot mess for a solid two hours.

We were floored by Kate’s KINDNESS and her amazing CUSTOMER SERVICE. Amazing customer service and kindness are not often highlighted or appreciated as it should be. In a world of constant bickering and people being mean, when we have something GOOD happen it NEEDS to be celebrated and acknowledged. So please know as a caregiver, Kate is truly a hero and as a military spouse I don’t use that word lightly.

Thank you Kate and La-Z-Boy for allowing my husband the opportunity to come home from surgery and relax comfortably. Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for making this incredibly difficult time a lot less stressful.

Customers for life and HUGE fans of Kate! 🙂

Gary and Heather Ross
(The picture attached is Gary in his Ted2 outfit in his new recliner. Hey-whatever makes him happy, right?)

 

No More Crying Over Cracker Jacks!

Cracker Jacks 2By now you have probably guessed that my weight loss journey has taken a back seat.

Why you ask?

Life.

I could list a million reasons why I haven’t “hit my goal weight” or ran a flippin’ marathon and slapped one of those pretentious 26.2 stickers on the back of my car to show everyone: Look at me, I got my fat ass up off the couch and ran a marathon.

Truth is… I don’t give two shits about running marathons or hitting my goal weight. I’m just trying to survive.

While there are fabulous “Soccer Mom’s” out there… I have to admit that I am one badass “Chemo Mom”.  Okay, so I’m driving my husband to and from his chemo appointments, but to be fair he does act like an overgrown teenager all the time at times. (Sorry, honey)

After my husband’s recent diagnosis with Waldenstrom Non-Hodgkins Lymphoma all he wanted was Cracker Jacks. So I was off to find some Cracker Jacks for him and an extremely large bottle of wine for me. The first grocery store was fresh out of CJ’s, so I paid for my groceries and went to the CVS down the street.

As I walked up and down each aisle I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I wasn’t going to cry. I’m an Army wife and by God I am going to find the damn Cracker Jacks!

I found the peanuts and popcorn section right next to the big red “OUT OF STOCK” sticker under the empty shelf where the Cracker Jacks should have been.

Cue the water works. I sobbed and sobbed over the fact that my husband was going to be dealing with this cancer. I sobbed because I couldn’t find the one thing he wanted at that moment. So I drove to every damn grocery store in Seal Beach until I found the Cracker effing Jacks at Ralph’s. I bought all of them on the rack. Every…single…package.

So we adjust our crowns, take stock of all of the POSITIVE things in our life — like having an amazing medical team at Chao Cancer Center at UC Irvine and we move on with life like a boss. A boss with a shit ton of Cracker Jacks and an oversized empty bottle of wine.

Note: To all the people out there who actually raise little humans, work jobs and maintain your sanity…I bow down to you!