The End is Near
I hear that the rapture is expected to be this Saturday, May 21, 2011. The news is “a-buzz” online and my friend Michelle even had someone kind enough to knock on her door and warn her that the end is near, along with personal visitors there are billboards to support this message. So what I should have been doing today is borrowing a million dollars from a casino somewhere and betting on black, but alas, I opted to go to...
Taxol Number Two
The morning meeting of doom (seeing the plastic surgeon) went pretty well. He told me he wasn’t taking out the stitches and then changed his mind and took out the stitches (replacing them with more steri strips). So now I am stitch free, but not steri strip free. Steri strips are much more comfortable than stitches as stitches like to get caught in shirts. I have had stitches since March 2, 2011 (2 months, they took the first...
90 Going on 31
I think I now know what it feels like to be 90, and I am not sure I want to ever be 90. Maybe they will discover the fountain of youth by then (it is almost 60 years away, imagine how much medicine has advanced in the last 10 years alone…). I was hoping I would be the lucky one that didn’t get the “pain” side effects that Taxol can produce, in fact when they told me it was a possible side effect I didn’t...
Breast News I Have Had All Week
I had my two week post operative “Surgery Surprise” visit with the plastic surgeon today. I honestly tried to have very little expectations about the visit as I just haven’t a clue on how to gauge the progress since the surgery, nor have I ventured to guess after so many ups and downs since my bilateral mastectomy. Mike even came with me to my appointment today due to my last appointment developing into an unexpected...
Telling the Red Devil Goodbye
My little brother Dereck was my chemo buddy volunteer this week. I wanted to get something to eat before I started chemo, so we went and got sandwiches and salad at a cute little cafe downtown that Dereck recommended. I had a delicious cheesy melty panini of happiness and a green salad. With full tummies we headed up to the Huntsman Cancer Institute for my appointments. We were a little early, but they went ahead and brought me back...