I went for my pre-op yesterday, March 25,2009, for my second surgery. They stuck my arm twice. My surgery is scheduled for April 1, 2009. One year to the day that I was diagnosed. I can't believe it. It does not seem like one year ago I was starting chemo and was about to have a total life change. I am a changed person. My memory is shot and so it my body. My neck, knees, shoulders and ankels hurt all the time. I struggle day to day to keep up with my daily routine. It's hard working my job. I stay tired all the time. My body feels run down, like I've been through hell...I mean, I have. My tolerance for people and situations is about zero. My horomones are still raging and I am up and happy one day and down in the dumps the next. I weigh 182 pounds. I'm miserable in my clothes, everything is too tight. I eat everything in sight and can't eat enough. I only hope that this will soon pass.
This next surgery will be to replace the expanders with the real silicone implants. I am also having my tubes tied which means no more babies for me. B-Money is having another baby, a boy, in July. AV calls him Angus. Makes me laugh. The chemo fried my ovaries and Dr. Davidson does not know if I will come out of menopause and if I do, when. Just so I will not have to deal with birth control issues anymore, I am having my tubes tied.
After the surgery, I will be staying at Mudder's for a while until I get better. I am gonna miss being at home with P.
