Well ladies and gents, surgery was yesterday and it went good. had to be at the Radiology department at 10am whereby i had a right giggle, especially when they put the guided wire through my right boob, and had a little plaster on the end of it, i did not know whether someone was going to say here's the remote, for the toy car, all i needed was go faster stripes, i did make a passing comment that i might try and pick up radio two with what can only be described as a thinner version of a radio antenna.
Needless to say had a few giggles with the very nice nurses and radiographers at the clinic, this was then followed by radioactive things, which the kind nurse assured me was only a very small amount, okaiii, ha ha ha
went down to day surgery and had some lovely dark green compression socks on which i must admit i kind of prefer to the old white ones they used to give you, what a fashion statement. then off i trots well steady walk with a very nice nurse whom regaled me with a story of her own journey through breast cancer bless her, lovely lady.
My surgeon was a very nice man, in fact really good manner to him, really made me at ease, and said it as it was, told me that they may have to take out more than planned as this was sometimes the way, and that i had chance for reconstruction some point in the future.
Woke up in recovery battered and bruised, and in a bit of pain however the nice nurse asked me if i wanted any pain relief which i asked for, and had something that made me feel very tip top, and a bit floaty like, very nice. felt like i had been hit by a truck to be honest but the saving grace again was that the Ninja had been ousted, and was out thank goodness.
At the present time i am tucked up in bed with my very fleecy blanked, and favourite scarf as i keep getting cold and hot, pain relief is working, and for once am comfortable, did my exercises today which were ok not too bad felt that i could do more, but did not want to push it, i am stubborn at times, and do push myself, my manager came to see me today briefly, which made me get emotional, probably due to lack of sleep, and the fact that i miss that side of my life, she kept telling me off for emailing her so soon this morning.
Someday i find it hard to get my head around this cancer malarkey, but then it hits me like the proverbial wet sock and i think to myself what a bugger this thing is, as if we don't have enough to contend with as women........ just want to get the 22cnd out of the way so i know for sure what I'm dealing with.... and then Christmas yayyyyyyyy.
So funny things to remember blue wee , yes i can make my own version of toilet bloo what you put in your cistern to make it nice and clean ha ha ha, a boob that looked like it had a aerial antenna sticking out of it, either that or i was going to be signalling for life out in outer space, a boob that now looks like its done ten rounds with Mike Tyson, and probably by Friday a smell emitting from my armpit that resembles a cesspit, ha its all good folks.
So ladies and gents, smiles on, positive thoughts, and laugh and laugh and laugh, appreciate every minute of every day...... and if all else fails chocolate and large amounts of alcohol, or whatever helps get you through the day, keep smiling. Feel free to message me about anything, if anyone struggling ill be more than happy to chat, it might not be sensible chat but i can chat. hugs and positivity xxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Hi joanofarc
Well you have done it again and made me laugh out loud. I'm 3 weeks ahead of you on this roller coaster but you remind me so much of that day. I felt like I had my own CB radio...Big Mama calling rubber ducky. Dont worry if your too young to get it 
My boob still feels like they had been playing rugby with it in theatre but trying to manage that with good pain relief. The BCN said that if its too uncomfortable to drive then try not to. Yeah right..I thought it was because my arm would rub against my sore boobie. Hell no its because of all the bouncing about while I'm going from a2b. I can just imagine being stopped by the boys in blue. Madam can you tell me why your driving is irratic? Sorry officer I'm avoiding the pot holes and bimps in the road because it makes my boob hurt. I'd like to see how they would record that on a ticket.
Next step for me is oncology to discuss radiotherapy and just waiting for my appointment to come through.
Also took myself off to the hospital this week to get the first of 2 covid vaccines as I work in health and social care. Second one on 4th Jan.
Anyway rest and feel better soon my lovely.
Debs x
