The next couple months will be yet another adventure. I am anxious to check 2020 off of the Crazy list, and start fresh with a new year!
This Friday, October 30th, I’m having my port removed (the little access device they put in by my collar bone to use for my Chemo treatments) Yay!! No more cancer, no more foreign object in my chest. (Ha! Not quite…)
On November 3, my sister will be returning to our home to help take care of the kiddos while I have another major surgery — a total hysterectomy — on November 6. This will be a big step to helping prevent ovarian cancer and endometriosis. Also, hello immediate menopause! I don’t know how one prepares for all the things that come with that: Hot flashes, weight gain, etc…
My sister is planning on heading home on December 2. Then on the 22nd I’ll have my second breast surgery to complete the reconstruction. The plastic surgeon will remove the expanders/place holders that I’ve had in since my first surgery (I will not miss them), and put in actual implants (aka ‘foobs’). During the surgery, they’ll take fat from my thighs to help smooth out the area (i.e. prevent rippling, which is more likely to happen in thinner women), cut through some chest muscles, and clean up some of the scarring from the first surgery. Oh the joys! Afterwards, I’m supposed to wear compression shorts and take it easy for a while to recover… that shouldn’t be a problem, right? There’s nothing going on at the end of December that my kids would be excited about… As with the hysterectomy and the mastectomy, I’ll be on lifting/pushing/pulling restrictions for a month and half, which means no picking up the kiddos again…
I’m incredibly eager for these surgeries to be done (and not get delayed!), and to move on with my life. The pandemic, and all that’s come with it, has really complicated what was already going to be a stressful and tiring year.
2021, I’m ready for you! Are you ready for me!?!?