Just when I thought it was safe to go back in the water,
another little blip was thrown at me.
Chemo finished check
Surgery finished check
Radiation about to commence maybe not
Wait. What? I was informed that I still have some cancer
spots that must be removed.
Well dang. I thought I was free and clear. Apparently not.
The first surgery went well. Recovery not so well. Those
darn lymph nodes are such a nuisance. My left arm is not happy. It will get
better I know that, but right now I’m in semi agony if I tried to reach up for
something. As for the actual breast surgery/lumpectomy, that was a piece of
cake and that’s what I have to have again. And so, more missed days of work.
Not an ideal situation but I’ll manage. At least I know what to expect so I
won’t feel quite as apprehensive as the first surgery. And painkillers are so
good for the soul.
In the meantime, I’ll take pleasure in watching my hair
grow. I’ve got a semi mohawk at this point which is kind of silly looking but
my son thinks I look real hip. OK. I can do hip.He also thinks a beanie baby chicken looks fetching.
Onward. When the going gets tough, the tough does some
serious retail therapy online.
Away we go….
