Tag: Breast

7 hours away

So this will be my last post for a few days.  Frank says he will bring my laptop to the hospital if I want so we will see how that goes.  I should probably be sleeping since I have to be there so early but I feel like I need to stay up and drink another glass of water.  Amazing how thirsty you become when told you can’t have anything after midnight..nothing..nada!  Not even a tic tac.  Just the thought makes my mouth dry :-).

I do need to vent for a second…went to a sports store yesterday and a young boy behind the counter had on like 10 of those stupid rubber bracelets.  Every cause you could think of including a pink one for breast cancer awareness and a “save the boobies” one.  So, with all of the different causes on his young wrist, do I feel that he is a true supporter of these causes or are the bracelets cool?  Especially the save the boobies one..which I hope I do not offend anyone, but I find that one annoying and almost offensive.  I say F— the boobies save a life.  The boobies can be replaced.

Maybe I am a little cranky…still pretty calm though!  7 hours away…

Just another day

Every year on the fourth of July, the family watches the movie 1776.  Since I will be in the hospital this year today was the 4th for us.  We had burgers and dogs on the grill, fresh corn on the cob from Duffield’s farmers market and watched the movie.  I think it is important to take time to remind ourselves while teaching our children how it all began.  Since we live in New Jersey, it is only a 20 minute ride across the bridge to Philadelphia.  We have taken several trips to visit the Liberty Bell, Independence Hall and recently Betsy Ross’s house.  Funny, growing up I hated history..and it was my worst subject in school.  Now I love it and try to make it fun for the kids.  I find it sad when you see how many can’t even name the Vice President or three branches of government etc.

Anyway, today the girls both moved up a belt in karate.  I am proud or my little butt kickers!

We are about there.  Tomorrow is the last day before the big surgery.  We are going to take the girls to see Brave in the morning.  They seem a bit nervous continually asking how long I will be gone and exactly when I am leaving.  I hate that I can’t answer how long I will be away…somewhere between 4-7 days they say.  I am worried that they are going to have a rough day Monday when I finally don’t come home.  I have tried to be as open with them as possible.  I remain very calm about the surgery but can not stop worrying about the girls. I guess that is what Mom’s do right?

I added a bit of a retro pic of the girls…although they are growing  so fast this is still how I see them. My babies..I love you both so much!

It will be good for all of us for Monday to just get here already!