Feels good to be done with it- although it's after effects have started seeping through the walls like the end of Amityville Horror.
I went home with a set of terribly painful legs that came back to pay a visit. I thought I was done with the bone pain.
No.
Last night was pretty bad too.
I don't expect to feel too good for the next few days either. I wonder what it will be like as this drug leaves my system slowly.
Surgery is going to be here before I know it.
I have 4 weeks to eat as much of the leafy greens as possible, and talking to myself to keep the tumors at bay until they get cut out.
It feels so good to know that finally FINALLY I will be rid of that internal mass of mutation that's captured my breast and eaten it whole.
I got to speak with my nurse navigator Barbara today and we talked about surgery- basically I'll be in there at 6am- and off they go. It's a pretty intricate thing -It's called a DIEP flap surgery... having to preserve blood supply and vessels needing to be attached and sewn together - the blood supply is monitored for 24 hours and eek- I'm glad someone studied very hard in medical school and loves their work.
I'll have 6 drains, which are tubes coming out of my body and collecting the lymphatic fluids since my lymphatic system is all cut up and has a little proverbial sign on it that says "please pardon our appearance as we renovate". I'll have to empty the drains and tubes and need help keeping them clean. Joyous details I'm sure you are all happy to learn of. Far from anything colored pink, that's for sure.
Eventually the drains come out. and I'm on the road to getting my body back to normal. Radiation is all that's left after surgery- and we'll be well on our road to rebuilding the new me.
I keep my eyes on the prize right now of getting the plastic surgery of a boob job and tummy tuck I'd never get otherwise. It's that that's keeping me laughing.
Not to mention the ice cream that's been giving me a nice spare tire. If I'm going to have a boob job- I'm gonna make it count with ice cream. Hormone free of course.
win win.
Overall- I'm done with a huge part of the war. I have my hair coming back, my body on it's way to regrowth after the nuclear bombing of shock and awe to my endocrine system, heart, bones, reproductive organs, brain, blood, and all the other gook and gunk inside.
Now I have to write a living will. and a real will too for that matter.
I'm off all drugs from here on out till anesthesia and this cancer shit goes AWAY.
AWAY.
Oh I am so excited!!!!
BRING ON THE KNIFE.
Here we go!
GO YANKEES!
