Each passing day brings us one day closer. I can’t believe we are at the 20 day mark.
So, back when I started this blog I made a statement, about revisiting the brave vs. scared thing. So, 20 days out am I scared? Thankfully I still say no. I may be a bit more nervous since I am more familiar with both the surgery and recovery. I worry about something going wrong during the Mastectomy. Maybe when they cut they may find something. I also worry about the reconstruction. Will there be a vascular problem? Infection? The biggest concern continues to be that of how my girls will handle the fact that I will not come home for several days. Mommy is a superhero. How will they handle seeing mommy sidelined for a while? And lastly…how long is that while? I will say that although I worry about these things, I am in no way consumed with them. I am really at peace right now about the entire thing.
I plan on talking to the girls over the weekend. They know something is going on at this point. Two doctors appointments in 2 weeks and the bruise I still have from the blood work. Tonight we came home from softball games to a message confirming my appointment on Wednesday with the plastic surgeon. It announced that it was from the department of surgery. The call ID on it was a woman’s name…had I known I would never have played it with them there.
Anyway, that’s it for now. Today I am thankful for the end of softball season!
Decisions for my Family 