Archive | November 2012

I was hoping to close a chapter…

..of my life. That the results from my resent mastectomy would show that no cancer was left and I could go on happily with my life, knowing that the scheduled radiation was merely an extra precaution to ease the soul.

But of course that would be entirely too easy and nothing this year seems to be easy.

As any good story, I guess, this also needs a bit of aggravating thrill, just to make sure you as the ‘reader’ is sitting on the edge of your chair in anticipation of the new development in the story.

The bummer, in my eyes, is of course, that this is my story and not someone else’s.

Are you annoyed yet? Are you ready to slap me over the head while hissing at me: “Tell me the result already!”ย  ๐Ÿ˜‰

OK, so yesterday (8 days after my surgery) I went to my check up with my surgeon. She was really pleased with my healing, my skin was looking really good and after giving her a little puppy dog look, she removed both my drains.

Having your drains removed, is a very unique experience, it doesn’t hurt but feels like what I would imagine it would feel like having your intestine pulled out, if you could do that painlessly, that is. It was enough to get my gag reflex going. But OH, the freedom without them is wonderful, there is less pain with my movements now. Actually I’m amazed at how fast I’m recuperating. I’m not taking any pain med’s (Yeah! because they made my head all woozy) and though my movements are still restricted, I can do most day to day things, as long it doesn’t require any lifting.

Hmmm, I guess I can’t drag it out any longer ๐Ÿ˜‰

As I’m sure you’ve already deduced, the chemo treatment haven’t been as effective as we were hoping, they really meant it when they called it an aggressive type of cancer.

The lumps were lessened yet still 2,8 cm and 1,5 cm, but their edges were well defined, nothing blurry as in the beginning.

20 lymph notes were removed from my right armpit and 11 of them were infected and not just 3 as we thought earlier.

The million $ question is now: “Did they get it all???” I fricking hope so!!! I really don’t care for the suspense.

The plan now is to get a PET/CT scan and I think also a MRI scan on Tuesday (Nov. 20th). My surgeon said she’d let my oncologist decide if I would also get a brain scan, but I’m going to insist on that! If not for any other reason than to figure out why I’m still plagued by dizzy spells.

Actually the week we spend on Maui, just before the operation, lessened the dizziness but it has returned to it’s unpleasant stage again. I wonder if I can get a prescription for a stay in Hawaii, wouldn’t that be nice ๐Ÿ™‚

In case you were wondering and haven’t seen all the pictures on Facebook, we had an absolutely wonderfully relaxing trip.

I hope you’re all having a great weekend. I’m blessed with beautiful friends that take the kids off my hands to give me a breather, I truly enjoy the quiet when I get it, though I’d miss their happy babble if the quiet went on too long.

…I’m so vain…

…and yes I think that song is about me… ๐Ÿ˜‰

I was hanging up laundry to dry today and as I was puting up my bras I got all sentimental, thinking, “I will never wear these again, my meticulously chosen bras”.

( sorry couldn’t find a picture of lacy underwear)

Ever since I got this hideous prognosis of breast cancer, I’ve known there was no point in delving into myย favorite shopping experience, of picking out nice underwear. Because let’s be honest, it’s not the same if you’re only buying the panties. I love, I really LOVE the thrill of finding that special bra that has the right amount of lace and ability to show off my attributes in the best way possible.

OK, so it’s not like I’ll never be able to do this again, but it’ll probably be at least a year, from now, before that will be happening. *Sigh*

In case you haven’t figured it out….. I’m having my surgery tomorrow, (Right modified radical mastectomy with sentinel identification + removal of left port-a-cath) I’m having my right breast removed, lymph notes in right armpit removed and the port (that made the injection of the chemo treatment easier) removed as well.

I have to check in at 6.30 am, YES that is nasty early!!! If I remember correctly, the procedure will take about an hour, so I’m guessing I’ll be pretty cognizant around noon?!. I do though, have to spend one night at the Hospital, because there is nothing more fun than being woken up every third hour by a beep right in your ear and then having your blood pressure taken ๐Ÿ˜‰ Needless to say I’ll probably be very eager to go home on Friday.

So Party at my house on Saturday!….. Well maybe not ๐Ÿ˜‰

A lot of you, my lovely friends and family, has already sent me well wishes and promises of crossed fingers and prayers. Thank you!