After a couple rough nights I am starting to feel pretty darn good. All systems go!
Tina has been chauffeuring me around town helping me run errands. I still have the drain tubes in and have my left arm in a sling so we get some weird looks. I have amazing self control not to flash people that point & stare. Self control is only part of it but mostly it is just really difficult given I am still corseted in this contraption that keeps my parts together.
It is really nice to get out and walk around, getting back in a normal routine. I am constantly amazed at how many breast cancer survivors are out there. The other day when Tina and I were at Dr Mounds office, a woman in the waiting room introduced herself. She said she was me 4 months ago. She was going through chemo but said that after the surgery everything else is cake. We all know how much I like cake! Looking forward to chemo, I hope they have chocolate.
Then there are the other folks. The ones who feel a desperate need to tell me that they have so many friends and relatives that have died from breast cancer and it was such a horrible, painful way to die. Seriously? Don’t these people know I am going to have cake? To these strangers I just smile, shrug and don’t respond. Let them think the surgeons removed my ears along with my breasts. I just don’t hear them.
Tuesday is tube removal day.