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The Green Light in life, turns Red.

As you can see from my updates, I have NOT blogged or even written one POST for over two years! Why? Because my life took a huge turn in the summer of 2013 (STOP LIGHT) when I went to “Visit” my Dad in Seattle. Instead of “Sleeping in Seattle”, I got “Stuck” in Seattle. It was not a bad thing, but if you are anxiously running  your business, Strollercize® Academy and The RollerSizeR® Invention, have two kids in NYC and another in Grad School in San Jose, well, this visit was not in MY LIFE plans. My big Selfish ME plans were coming to a STOP. Read on, as hopefully you will understand that a  Red Light in your life does not really mean STOP.

They say writing is good therapy. So, here goes!  If I was telling this story to my therapist in NYC, this session would be about $500.00! Back to “Stuck in Seattle”. I came to visit my Dad in Seattle for a Family Reunion Summer 2013. Dad had 11 kids in his family so, there are 39 of us cousins! Each of us has two to three kids so this party was going to be HUGE! But before we drove to Portland for the event. Dad had a doctor’s visit and wanted me to go!

I hate doctors!  I usually faint the moment I enter the office or before I even go to the office! I have been that way since I was a little girl. But, hey, I had not seen my Dad for a couple of years and I wanted to be strong for him. I pulled myself together and would stay by his side as long as I could stand. Dad drove and we headed downtown to a “Grey’s” Anatomy! Up on the hill, beautiful structure and really beautiful doctors in hot scrubs! No fainting here! Everyone was young, gorgeous and well, eye candy for the old gal! We got to the top floor and Dad started walking into a Plastic Surgeons office!  WHAT? My 87-year-old Dad was going to have Plastic Surgery! Is this what happens when you have an aging Dad, who has a house full of young college students from Asia. Was he that happy as a Host Father. My Dad hosted more parties than being a Father! But, one thing is for sure, he was so happy at the age of 87!  So, why were we at a Plastic Surgeon’s office?  Was my Dad getting a face lift or another kind of lift? Now I felt like fainting! With a deep breath we entered the examining room and waited for the “Plastic Surgeon”! In moments a beautiful, slender, sweet, smart, kind, female doctor came in and said, “Hello Mr. Chaney” how are you doing today?” “Oh, no”, I thought, “they know each other!” This visit was getting creepy! Dad removed his shirt and there is was, the largest, mass of purple flesh on his right shoulder. Dad had let a skin cancer grow to the size of a baseball. I wish I had passed out at this time and carted off by a “Grey’s Anatomy” cutie! But GOD somehow gave me super power and I just sat there and stayed calm, cool and showed no emotion.  “Mr. Chaney we need to have this surgery this week”. Dad said, “Well, can we do it after our Family Reunion?” She understood and made arrangements for the surgery for the following week. My Dad, leaned forward from the examination table and looked at me with his big blue eyes and said, “DO NOT TELL ANYONE!  I looked at my Dad as if this tumor had already taken his mind. Not tell my sisters? Really? But, I promised. It was than, I knew, MY LIFE, MY DREAMS, MY WAY,  was going to STOP. I was waiting to hear from Shark Tank after submitting my five-minute video (See below). They did not call back, WHY? Because The RollerSizeR was now going to take a longer wait at the STOP Sign of life. The RollerSizeR, Strollercize and living in Florida were going to take a back seat, let’s just say the TRUNK. This RED light was going to be a long one!

Taking care of a parent in their last months, days and weeks of life is NOT easy. It is physical and mental. During those months, I had very little sleep and since the house was “Booked” with all of his “Students” I slept on a blowup in the livingroom.  At night I had to keep him safe, no bed sores and be at his beck and call. I had to keep my upper body strong to lift him. I had to use a strap to pull him up to get in and out of the wheel chair. I used The RollerSizeR a lot those days too. Dad used it to prop his head up in bed and we also used it to help him sit up! I found so many more uses for The RollerSizeR during that time. I learned more about being a personal trainer than all my 28 years of being a One To One Fitness Guru in NYC. The lessons I learned made me a better trainer!

Dad wanted to pass away at home. That meant No falling, No germs and hopefully as little pain as possible. It also meant taking care of his “House Tenants”. I was cleaning, cooking and handling everything. Dad also knew, deep inside, I had STOPPED my life. Dad told me as time was coming to an end,  you better get that RollerSizeR® going! Your Strollercize Moms and Trainers need you! Get Frank out here.  He will like Seattle. (Frank is my long time boyfriend)!

My Father passed peacefully in my arms, at home, no drugs, just a lot of prayer, peace and Faith. In his last breath, my Dad un-wind like his Grandfather clock. He was transported to a place. I actually felt his spirit leave. He chose to go right at our Wine Hour. 6:35pm. With a toast, my sister and I prepared his body to lay in state at his home, exactly where he wanted to be before he went to Heaven.  I placed the RollerSizeR under his chin, to keep the chin up. Brought the bed blanket up close to his chin so no one would see it, (just the angels). He looked so handsome. I straightened his shirt, placed his hands, feet straight and my sister combed his hair. He was surrounded by lilacs. The next day Dad and The RollerSizeR were taken from the home to be buried in Tahoma National Cemetery, WWll vet.

The Light Turned Green……

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