Up until now, I hadn't taken either of the kids to any of my doctor's appointments. That's quite a feat considering the countless exams and procedures I have endured. We never really gave our kiddos the actual skinny on my condition so keeping them away was to protect them from hearing things that might scare them and to keep the peace in my medical waiting rooms. Now that I see my doctors less frequently and my visits are much more upbeat, I figured it would be ok to take Jenny-Jane along to my second post surgery follow-up appointment with my plastic surgeon. I knew it was going to be a quick in and out where he surveys my new boobs and sends me on my way. I was also hoping that by bringing in the cute little lady, the office staff might see it in their hearts to forgive my flashing incident from several weeks ago.
Sometimes the planets align and Jenny-Jane behaves exactly as I hoped she would. This was one of those days. Tuesday she charmed the pants off the plastic surgeon's office staff and even gave my doc a big "Mooo-shaaa-raaa-fffaaa!!" when he entered the exam room. (That's his name by the way, so it was a good thing to say.) She complimented me my on my "pink vest", the half-gown that opens to the front, that I wear when being examined and sweetly answered the doctor's questions about her own little pink outfit. It was one of those experiences where it could have all gone horribly wrong, but it didn't. I'm learning to trust myself and my kids a bit more, both very good things.
What I also learned at this appointment is that I will be scheduled for my next surgery in mid-November. This is when my doctor will create nipples for me. I know, it sounds soooo very weird, but that's what happens next. It will be a quick half hour procedure, under anesthesia, with little recovery time. I'm still not exactly sure how he does this, but once I find out, I promise not to spare any details. And then in December, I get to see the office tattoo artist who will tattoo the rest so it looks natural. How crazy is all this? Who knew that this is what breast cancer mastectomy patients endure? Aren't you glad you know me so I can tell you all this strange stuff?
So that's where we stand right now. I see my oncologist next week for my 3-month check up and I'm expecting him to say that I'm still doing great. I'm truly feeling strong and healthy and optimistic. It's been a while since I could say that. All's good.
with love on a full moon in October,