One Word: Plastics

Here I am trying out the merchandise.

I met with the plastic surgeon who will be performing my reconstructive surgery. She was amazing, everything I could hope for. She spent nearly two hours with me and my support team; Karen and Jenny–they travel with me everywhere, as an extra set of eyes and ears, through every step of the way. (Thanks team!)

I came out of this meeting actually energized and with a reinforced confidence about my decision. I’m ready to take this on.

I have only one lingering bit of apprehension about the surgery and that is whether or not the cancer has spread to any of the lymph nodes. I’m clinging to the hope that my cancer this been caught so early on that only one node will have to be removed and tested. If the tested node comes up negative, the remainder of my lymph nodes will be spared and I’ll breathe a huge sigh of relief. Worst case scenario, they will have to remove all the lymph nodes on the right side, which could cause minor inconveniences down the road, post-recovery, like slight swelling and loss of sensation on the arm. Not to mention the added trial of radiation and/or chemotherapy. Fingers crossed this will not be the case. Like everything, all along, I’m not going to worry about that unless I have to.

Only one more pre-op hurdle, tomorrow’s bone scan. I’m hoping for no more surprises after that.