Day 49: Getting my hairs set….

Day 49: Getting my hairs set….

I remember great gran going to get her hair “set” – gonna try that today.  I simply have not figured out a way to stay safely dry while washing my hair here at home.  Not to mention the whole hands above the head thing.  Hmm…. Pretty much everyone has offered to help, but honestly, the salon chair seems the safest bet.  Shoot… might even put on some make-up…  the photo is of course my anticipated after… LOL

Strange dream last night – for those of you who are into dream interpretation.  I dreamt Continue reading

Day 47: Strange sensations…

Day 47: Strange Sensations…

Remember the Twilight Zone episode, “Eye of the Beholder?” In this episode, the doctors and nurses are horrified and disappointed with the results of the surgery, and at the end of the episode, two patients afflicted with the same condition are headed into exile to a village of their own kind, a man stops them before they leave the hospital and says, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder.”  That scene is going through my head as I look ahead to Wednesday’s post operative appointment.  I will be excited to get the bandages off for the first time and of course I will be curious to see how it all looks.

Four days post operative and I am definitely experiencing some new sensations.  Continue reading

Day 46: Even on drugs we can’t pull one over on ya…

IMG_0957Day 46: “Even on drugs we can’t pull one over on ya…”

That is a quote from my mom.  We went for coffee and stopped by the post office, everyone assured me we had the key.. on the way out… Rick and mom had empty hands.  I saw mom digging in the recycle for coupons… she has a black belt in shopping and is a coupon ninja… I said to sis… “Good God… mom is diving in the recycle bin for coupons” – little did I know that was just because they were trying to throw me off and pretend that all that was in the mailbox was junk mail.  Not sure if I still have my wits about me regardless of the drugs or if they are just poor at trying to pull the wool over my eyes.  😉  And I have inside information, Amazon sent me a text, I know I have packages… 😛

Emptying the drains still smarts a little.  My sister says Continue reading

Day 38: Life outside the comfort zone…

Day 38: Life outside the comfort zone…

I am always saying that the goal in life should be to acclimate to being comfortably uncomfortable.  Thing is, I am usually talking about  purposefully and intentionally stepping outside your comfort zone.  Breast cancer is one of those times where I am being forced out of my comfort zone not by my own choice or design.  That is equating to a lot of awkward discomfort.

This weekend I am taking advantage of the free cancer retreat offered at Harmony Hill in Union Washington.  The word retreat makes me of trust falls and updating the SWOT analysis.  You know, corporate retreat stuff.  I have never attended something like the retreat I will be attending this weekend.  However, the timing for the cancer retreat is pretty perfect, considering surgery is now 6 days away.  For that I am feeling very fortunate.

The schedule looks interesting and facility is beautiful.  I am excited to learn more about nutrition and cancer, and maybe some new thoughts and ideas on ways to relax.  Cancer being the funny thing that it is, and as this great article from Science 2.0 points out, literally everyone has cancer – right now.  Truth of the matter is, relaxation is something I have been short on the past three years as I completed my Master’s of Business Administration, worked full time and ran for public office.

I am also fortunate that Harmony Hill is local to me and so I know many of the wonderful people there and its incredible story.  This will be the first time I experience Harmony Hill from the inside and I am looking forward to bringing you along… well… virtually.

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Day 11: a funny.

Day 11: a funny.

So yesterday I’m talking with the surgeon about simultaneous vs delayed reconstruction after he does his job (insert bionic woman sound) and how my understanding is that the general anesthetic is one of the most dangerous parts of surgery. He says to me…. Wait for it….

“I wouldn’t worry so much with someone as young and healthy as you. It’s probably less dangerous driving I-5 at rush hour.”

Blink…

Me: in a smarty ass jokester tone: “Um you know I’m here cuz I caught a case of the booby cancers right?”

He laughs, and says “Well yeah, but other than that your young and healthy!”

Laughter is good medicine. I like this doctor.

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