I should have been elated, right? It was my last visit with the Reconstructive Surgeon, unless I have worsening issues with my abdominal bulge in the next six months, year… This means, officially, everything that had anything to do with my breast cancer diagnosis and surgeries is over. Not everyone gets to say that. It’s over and I got to walk away from it. Emotions are like roller coasters when it comes to situations like these and you never know how you might feel at any given moment. It’s OKAY. Pay attention. Let yourself feel whatever you feel. Let it out. Keep moving forward.
This one’s a lot shorter than the last update. I also mention the second surgery.
(Me in my new kitchen!)
Please excuse my Hugh Hefner outfit & my barking dog towards the end of the video. In case this is helpful, I was well enough energy wise and had minimal coughing for the time frame to return to my in home VIRTUAL office yesterday to prepare this. Everyone’s experience will be different, however, some of it may be similar and I wanted to offer this for what it is worth.
(Foot hugs from the culprit Barker.)