Climbing Into The Death Zone

Well, it was a fairly easy climb up to Camp 10. A few hard days, but overall considering, the weather has been in our favor and I am still climbing.

Eleven days ago, I entered the death zone* after 3 weeks of much needed rest lower down at base camp, it felt more like a mental break and of course a little healing time for the body. I was able to build up and heal the good cells.

Climbing in the death zone, finishing week 2 of 5, I feel my body is missing the O’s. Weaker, nausea off and on, cramping, and oh soooo tired. That is to be expected when climbing at this altitude. I am not able to take my VitC support as they say it will interfere with the climbing success, so this has recently lead to sniffles and a cold. Again, to be expected when the body is run down. The sun’s radiation hasn’t created many side effects yet, though it does make for frequent bathroom breaks. I join the others outside of our tents in the cool, crisp, thin air and try to avoid joining the poopie pants club…one does not want to unload in their climbing suit. Also, I won’t be putting sunblock up my butt to prevent the burn later;) So here’s hoping for more shade up there!

At this point, it’s vital to stay hydrated, well nourished and rested when I’m not climbing on acclimatization days. I know the days ahead will be more challenging as the air gets thinner and the route gets steeper, so I still take on this climb one-step at a time. THANK YOU MY SHERPA SUPPORT TEAM! LOVE YOU xxoo


*When you continue climbing over 25,000ft/7,600 meters above sea level, this is called the death zone. No human / life can survive at this altitude for long due to the lack of oxygen. When you have oxygen deprivation you are vulnerable to altitude sickness, and it wears your body down. Essentially your body is beginning to die just being there.

Update from Camp 9

Sept 13th

Met with my guides yesterday, reviewing the photos taken last week of the climbing route ahead, not much has changed. I was hoping for a little more snowmelt and shrinkage, but I will take ‘stability’ over more hazards. The plan is to start up for another camp, yes camp 10. I will meet with my expedition leader on Monday to determine if we can go for the summit bid in a month or have to do more acclimatization and put up more fixed lines.

Yes, I observed my body with the news and was slightly disappointed. I thought my dance lesson (yes @camp;) after my meeting would move that through. I was not on my game and I felt blockage in my heart…My instructor & dear friend Unico Kizoukiero was so wonderful and after an hour BZouk, we jumped into Kizumba. A perfect dance style for going deep within. I was messing up my feet so he told me to close my eyes and ‘surrender’. Exactly what I needed. It worked like a charm!

It was my resistance to what is’ that was blocking me. We only suffer when we expect life to be a certain way and don’t accept it for what it is. Life is always right because it’s what’s happening.

*The three big lessons I am practicing on this journey;

  • Acceptance – Patience – Surrender (you can control only what you have control over).

Arrived at Camp 9

Aug 23rd

Beep..beep…dalabeep…arrived at camp 9 and resting. I met with the expedition leader…one more camp to climb up too and some photos will be taken. CT and MRI planned for next couple of weeks. After that, meeting with the surg and date will be set then. Let us see how much this alien bum baby shrunk!! Approx mid-October they say for cutting it out. Feeling pretty well, tired from the high altitude but that’s a given and nothing is stopping these dancing legs from LIVING LIFE! Big hugs to you all through the thick of the smoky smoke~ xoxo