Preparing for surgery.
Two more nights before my surgery. Two more nights with breasts. Two more nights before I move. Two more nights with breasts. Oh, I think I might have said that twice. I’ve been as upbeat as I can about this whole thing and believe me I’m anxious to get this over and done with asap, but there is still some part of me that morns for the loss of these two breasts. They seem to know something is up and are rebelling by getting cysts all in them, making them achy and sore…well for two more nights anyway.
I ordered these camisoles that have pockets in them for the drainage tubes and bags a while back. (Drainage tubes…yuck) They only had one in stock in my size (medium is so hard to come by) and had to order the other one. I’ve tried several times to meet up with them to pick up my second one but they kept insisting I needed an appointment to pick them up as I needed to have a fitting for some prosthesis. I finally had my appointment today and guess what…they couldn’t do a fitting because you have to have had your surgery first…sheesh…you think they would have figured that out when I said to them I needed to see them on Wednesday because my surgery was Friday. Anyway, I go back to them once the tubes come out.
I’m also in the process of moving. Thank goodness my parents are here to help me out with all of this. They actually drove their car back down to Florida to pick up their van and drove it back to help with the move. I couldn’t ask for better people in my family. There are times in your life when family is the most important thing, this is one of them. I have to say that things could be so much more stressful, but because of them I’m making the most of every single day. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
All of this has put an added stress on my family and Telle and I’m sorry you guys are having to go through this. Thank you for all your support and continued tolerance for the ups and downs. I couldn’t do this without you.
Two more nights.