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!

Stress?!

The rains have finally started..much needed.  The weather has called for it all week but instead just heat and sun.  Don’t get me wrong, I love the nice weather but once in a while a good rain is needed!

I have begun to shift into preparation mode.  Went shopping bought some “recuperation outfits”.  A “mom” robe I have termed it because it looks way too much like what my mother worn for years.  It has a big zipper in the front and short sleeve so easy access.  Do what you have to do I guess.  Also bought some men’s tank tops…read on someone’s blog that post mastectomy  that they were easy to get into and pin the drains to.  I guess we should stop here for a moment for the mental image of that outfit….yikes!

As we get closer, people who know what is happening want to talk to me about the surgery. I on the other hand do not want to discuss it.  I am not sure why…I am solid in my decision and it is always on my mind but I just do not want to talk about it!  I am sure that I come across as short or rude which is not intended.  I don’t know, guess it is my thing.

Tomorrow night is date night.  Should be fun.  Going to a restaurant that we have never been to..highly rated.  It will be good to get away for a few hours!  Been a long few weeks…not sleeping well, mind racing.  I am SOOOO ready to be through the surgery!