Well the day came and went. I finished chemo on monday. Its hard to believe it is over. Radio next in november I hope. I hope to be done and dusted by christmas. Feeling pretty tired and zonked at the moment but I know it'll pass.
I met the plastic surgeon last week to discuss reconstruction and that was a bit of a shocker. Its a pretty big operation. He wants to take my tummy and put in on my chest-the good thing…
I got my PICC line out after my last round of chemo. I requested this as it was really getting to me. I know this may sound silly but I felt as if I got my body back.
I was a little anxious about going swimming since I only have the one boob now but then suddenly today I thought, 'to hell with it' and off I went to the pool. I got changed and headed out into the pool area lob sided but happy. No one even looked and…
Well here I am , getting ready for a mastectomy next tuesday. It'll be the 3rd surgery and I'm quite annoyed! I asked them to do this day 1 and they resisted. So, I said ok a WLE will do. Then, they come back and ask to do more because of further DCIS. I again asked about a mastectomy and they resisted. And THEN, they come back and say, oh actually, we do need to do a mastecomy.
I have had quite a few problems…
So here I am. What I hope will be my last surgery appt on wednesday. I have my first oncology appt on thursday.
Things I've decided in the last week;
1. Do some really nice walks with my husband and kids
2. Get back to Karate
3. Do a course in cake decoration
I have all these ideas which I'm sure will disappear when I start the chemo-but I can hope that I get at least some of it done.
