Bionic Boobies!

We can rebuild them, we have the technology, better than they were before, ( at least smaller!)

I think there are some people looking at me as if I have lost my mind. Others think that I am secretly hiding some big depression. I can tell you that I  am not depressed at all, a little stressed sure.  As for losing my mind, well I guess I will leave that one up for debate.  I have a few choices:

  • crawl into a corner and cry
  •  do nothing
  •  face this obstacle with the full understanding of how lucky I am to be able to make a proactive decision and move forward.

So since the choice is so clear we just might as well keep the mood as light as possible when we can.

I have been putting thought lately not into the removal of but instead the boobie possibilities being opened up to me.  I am a large (like really big) busted lady.  I have thought about a reduction through the years. This is not exactly what I had in mind but we will make the most of it.  I see the Plastic Surgeon this week.  I would like to drop several sizes.

At least back pain reduction is something positive to look forward to!

Somewhat overwhelmed

So the clock is spinning at record speeds now it seems.  I can not believe we are just a little over three weeks out of the mastectomy.  The march forward continues.  I had my blood work done yesterday and was rather impressed with the efficiency of the process.  I usually go to a labcorb or Quest for blood work but they preferred I went right to a Cooper center so they could access the results directly.  I was there for less than 15 minutes from check in til walking out the door.  Almost a pleasure really, (as much as having a pointy item stuck into your arm can be of course) :-). I have had to sit for well over an hour many times…nice to have something move so quickly!

I am a bit overwhelmed. We have received many offers to help out during my recovery for which I am so grateful! So many of the offers are so sincere, I mean we all know how it is right?  You are standing there and the conversation comes up about someone cutting off part of their body and no one is sure what to say so the offers to help come pouring out. We have all been there ugh..right? Alright, maybe not exactly  that situation but I think we all know what I mean.

We do not have parents who are usually the ones who come running. Frank and I are used to facing things for the most part alone and head on and do not ask for help well.  We also do not quite know what to do with help that is offered sometimes. I think we  may be underestimating the degree of assistance we may need.  I believe that after all of the different biopsies we both expect hope that I will be up and around very quickly.

To all of my friends I thank you and appreciate the offers!  We just might need you all!

Field day

I am exhausted!  This morning they held “field days” at my daughters school.  She has never asked me to volunteer for any of these things in the past so when she did this year I made sure to be there.  A friend and I ran the “Irish Potato Race” together.  The kids used a hockey stick to push a nerf  football.  As soon as I saw it I knew we would have an interesting morning.  Shockingly, no one was hit by a stick.  We met many very nice kids and many orderly classes.  We also ran across the “others” we will call them.  It was something.  I am glad I could be there for Meg!

Yesterday I had my appointment with the surgeon.  For the most part it went well.  Funny I first met him 18 years ago for my first biopsy…I told him I have been with him longer than my husband.  He seems very optimistic about my recovery/rehab since to date I show no signs of cancer so they will not have any reason to go near the lymph nods.  We will keep our fingers crossed.  It does seem that my blood pressure is up.  I have never had any issue with blood pressure.  He says it is a bit of a concern but should not affect the surgery.  He says I need to relax, cut out things causing stress, get back on my exercise routine and hey while I am at it if I wanted to drop a few pounds before the surgery feel free.  I will get right on all of that! I signed off on the consent form and was on my way.  Next time we meet I will be on the table I guess.

Tomorrow is blood work.