Take that chemo: I went to The Masters Tuesday
It’s been a week since my first treatment, and it’s still hard to believe at times how smoothly this first week went.
Fatigue and some mouth sores are really the only side effects I experienced from the drugs. By God’s grace, no sickness. I can handle feeling tired … I’ll take that over sick or not being able to eat any day. Speaking of, my appetite is better post-treatment than it was before, which didn’t seem like would be the case.
When I met with my oncologist for the first time, I asked one question.
“My brothers, dad, and I are supposed to go to The Masters in April. Will we still be able to go?”
Nevermind that I’d just heard I have stage 4 lymphoma and had a bone marrow biopsy. I wanted to know if I could still go to a golf tournament. And God was looking out for me.
This week is Masters week, and it happened to be an off week for treatment. So on Monday night, me, my two older brothers, and dad descended on Augusta to go to Tuesday’s practice round at The Masters. And it was the experience of a lifetime.
Augusta National is as beautiful in person as you dream it is having seen it on television. Even without the azaleas blooming, it was hard not to get emotional walking in to the grounds with immaculate beauty flooding your eyes. Every employee, member, and patron was incredibly nice. Concessions and the gift shop and even the restrooms were so efficiently run that it made you relax, able to enjoy the day.
Then there’s the golf. Practice rounds are so much fun; players are relaxed and it makes a perfect atmosphere. We lucked out and saw some names. Mike Weir, Bill Haas, Angel Cabrera, Dustin Johnson, Jason Day, Jordan Spieth, and Bubba Watson. We sat at Amen Corner and among the masses at the Par 3 16th.
I’m not naive, God’s been incredibly gracious to me in how smoothly this first week of chemo went and being able to experience something not many people will in a lifetime. My next session is next Tuesday, April 11th. I’m praying it goes equally as well.
But so far, cancer’s not so bad.