20 days….

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!

Afro Circus…polka dot polka dot

Took the girls to see Madagascar 3 in 3 D and have to say was very pleasantly surprised with how good it was.  The best of the series so far!  The girls had a great time dancing in their seats.  I love seeing them have fun.  It makes me feel good when they are happy. 

The theater was not crowded since we went so early but there were still some interesting characters to see. I think we all know those people who do nothing but complain about their kids.  I don’t get it.  Don’t get me wrong, mine can drive me crazy but that is part of growing and learning the boundaries.  The other extreme is the “my kids are so wonderful” group.  You  know, the ones who basically could watch their obnoxious kid punch someone and somehow rationalize that the other person caused it. To be honest the later is more annoying and dangerous as a parent.  Those kids grow up without any ramification or consequence.  There is just way too much of that around here!

Anyway, I digress.  This was a good weekend but busy.  Megan is finished school Tuesday.  Going into 3rd grade next year…where does the time go.  Her teacher informed us that they have recommended her for the TAG (talented and gifted) program.  We have to give it some more thought but based on the feedback we have heard we are leaning toward turning it down.  Since I stay home we do extra work at home together.  I do not like how it is run and just do not believe she would benefit from it.  Time will tell I guess.

Back to my list:

  • I am thankfully for happy, healthy girls
  • summer days in the pool with the family
  • The fact that in a few short weeks the surgery will be over

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!