Let The Countdown Begin

Tomorrow will mark 20 days until the 1st of 3 surgeries. I will be  a third of the way to being Miss New Boobs. I am excited and nervous as hell. I have never had an inpatient surgery where I have had to stay in the hospital so I am anxious, but I have actually heard a few stories of women who are up and running a week later. Fingers crossed that I follow their lead. Let's do this October 20th!

The Expanders: Starring Sylvester Stallone and Jason Statham

I had 2 plastic surgery consults this week. They both told me pretty much the same thing. Since I had radiation, I will need expanders. The skin is compromised and weak so they can't just shove implants in there right off the bat. They need to stretch the skin slowly. I'm bummed but it is what it is and I rather do it safely. The good thing about expanders is I can choose my size. I do not have a surgery date yet. I need to choose a doctor and then I will go from there. After my appt yesterday I had a breakdown because it was a lot of information and very overwhelming. The doctor today made me feel better about it. The good news is Thursday is my last chemo. I am trying to take it one day at a time and focus on one ridiculous thing instead of 800.  Oh and I cried at the end of Bachelor in Paradise last night, so there's that.

Finally Seeing An End To The Madness

This week is going to be a good one. Tomorrow I have my consult with the plastic surgeon to see what size knock knocks I can get and hopefully when my surgery will be. Then Thursday is my last chemo. I will still have to go every 3 weeks for Herceptin until May, but that's not a chemo drug. I won't feel like shit and my hair will grow back during that time.  I am not looking forward to feeling like caca after Thurs but knowing it will be the last time helps. Last time I didn't feel as crappy after my last infusion because I was so happy I was done. Just goes to show how a positive attitude helps. Stay tuned for updates on my blouse clowns...