Well that “detour” in my life is coming to the next stage. Time to go and get rid of this cancer out of my body. Unfortunately this cancer is in my boob and I really don’t want to get rid of one of the girls but hey this girl was trying to kill me. “Dont mess with the best cos the best don’t mess” so off with her!
All set with the following about to be put in my “non pink” suitcase
- Jammies (Button down for comfort after op)
- Dressing Gown
- Safety Pins to hold the drains after
- 8 Bottles of Pinot Grigio for me and my new friend who will unfortunately also be with me tomorrow
- New extremely sexy bras (NOT)
- iPhone charger (most important of all things!)
Feeling extremely strange all day today and any time I think of the pending operation I get misty eyed and my tummy is in a heap. Have had loads of phone calls, texts, messages and well wishers which is wonderful starting to get a bit choked though in some of the calls. Who is this person? the big strong lady who has gone through all of this so far, why be so sad now? I am not nervous or scared just sad. Every time I think of getting my boob taken away it makes me sad, each shower is one less shower with two (of my own) boobs! Being totally honest I know this boob was trying to kill me and by getting rid of Cancerous Chloe I am going to be on my way to recovery. However no matter what way you look at it it’s still sad so there!!!!
Hope the above makes sense and that I am allowed a few hours of sadness through all of this crap. I wouldn’t be true to myself or this blog if I was saying that I was lepping around the garden with joy at the thought of it!! However I am so looking forward to this operation being over and continuing to get better by the day and start the beginning of my new life with my new boob! HEY we havent got a name for her yet – what you reckon?
Heading in at 0750 tomorrow to Vincents not sure I’ll be playing Rod on the way over must find something lively to perk me up (excuse the pun). Not sure of exact time of operation yet but probably around 11 or 12 there will be a lot of prep first then the dreaded wait outside the operating room. Someone suggested I get a sedative as this person was a toughie like myself but lost it waiting outside – drugs – OH YEAH ME PLEASE! Was going it alone but “may” let my sister come with me
The operation is in three parts the mastectomy, the reconstruction (a tiny boob that will be pumped up over time) and then lymph node removal from my right arm they, as far as I know, are taking them all out as the bugger started to travel down that route. The operation in total is around 4/5 hours and will be in hospital around 4/5 days after it. I certainly wont be hollering to go home am going to get cosy and take my time in there, a lot of drains and other bits and pieces to be looked after so would prefer them to look after it than me. Just cant wait to wake up after the operation and know that it’s OVER and that my cancer is gone that’s the main thing!
Hope they wont be playing Queenie Eye Oh or Piggy in the Middle with my boobie in Theatre!
Recovery time after they say is 4-6 weeks worst part is that I probably wont be able to drive for that length of time either to me that’s serious cabin fever. The worst part of the recovery is the arm as opposed to the breast (or non breast or new mound not sure what to call it – lets just call it the thing that is in place of Chloe). It’s very important to get up and moving ASAP and get movement back in the arm with exercises that they give you etc.
Thats if folks as Midnight Oil tune says “the time has come” get it off, get on with my life. I am as strong and positive as ever in my mind with the determination to Kick the Shite out of Cancer so don’t fear folks I havent lost it.
Once again sincere thanks to all of you for making the last eight months in a really strange way some of the best months of my life. I am truly blessed with you all behind me and all the thoughts, prayers, angels, healing powers are all being packed away in my head and brought with me tomorrow.
ONWARDS AND UPWARDS