Friday, August 15, 2014

"Just a Stuffy Bra!"

Ever since I was diagnosed with breast cancer, HER2 positive, I have proclaimed that if all possible, both of my breast would eventually be history.  With the first one being removed as a "given," I then sat out on a mission to have the "other one" eradicated.  With instructions from my doctor on what I would have to do, I began.  First, I was to pray really hard about my decision.  Done.  Secondly, I would need clearance from my insurance company.  Done.  Next I was to have a mammogram and be cleared of all monkey business that may be going on in it.  Done.  Finally, I was given the go ahead.  Tuesday, August 5th, was the long awaited date which came very quickly I must say.  An early surgery was scheduled.  Lying in the room awaiting my doctor to come by, I could hear next door, the voice of a familiar local sportscaster, awaiting his knee surgery.  This gave me a little excitement and took my mind off me and focused on his dilemma until I was rolled away.  The surgery was easy and everything went as routine.  A stay overnight and then I was homebound.  Six days prior to my surgery, my husband came down with a case of appendicitis, warranting a stay in the hospital for him and several weeks of recovery.  I can't say which one of us has been the patient and which one the nurse.  I am just thankful for all being as uneventful as it has been so far.  I told my husband that I needed to type a short blog on my mastectomy, and he replied that hopefully this would be my last.  I truly hope this is true.  We have been so blessed this past year, with the hand of God permanently planted in our goings and comings.  I sometimes wonder, who I would be today, had it not been for breast cancer.  I only know that I would never have prayed as much, thanked as much, loved as much and yes, laughed as much as I would have, if  "life" had not happened.  As I have stated before, cancer has changed me forever.  There is no pity here, only a feeling of being blessed.  I have traded a stuffy bra, for a better chance of life.  If I was to have a reoccurrence in the future, I would still be thankful for all that I've been through and know that I made the right decisions.  God bless each of you and those who continue to fight the fight!

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