I Didn’t Take a Picture
The week before my bilateral mastectomy I pondered taking a photograph of my breasts so that I could remember what I look like (sorry guys, not too many nude photos floating around featured yours truly). It may seem minor, but I was thinking about it because I knew they would never be the same. I didn’t take a picture. I realized that I could not bring that piece of what would become my past forward to haunt who I would become....
Certified Numero Uno Bra Stuffer Extraordinaire
Monday I got permission from the plastic surgeon to stuff my bra. Mind you, I haven’t worn a bra in almost 4 months because I couldn’t have anything rubbing on the stitches and the old mastectomy incision line. Now that that issue is no longer there the doc gave me the A+ to stuff away with soft things. If my situation were to be extended you can get an actual prosthetic that weighs and feels like a normal breast, but I...
Banana Bread
I am baking! Ok, it is totally possible to bake bread, in a bread maker, using mostly only your left hand. I had some bananas that wanted to be made into banana nut bread (they told me). Great… now fruit is talking to me…and you thought cancer was the worst of my problems! My poor body, you would think it has been through enough already. They forget to tell you that there is a significant difference between staying two...
Surgery Surprise!
No one ever said breast cancer was easy. I remembered late Monday night that I had a follow up appointment today to my appointment last week related to my surgical wound opening back up and looking infected. The wound had been looking a lot better this week, so I didn’t think about it too hard when I drove myself to my appointment. The surgeon looked at it my incision and the wound had opened up even more, again, which was...