Surgery day is tomorrow. I am pretty nervous (more like scared shitless) but I’m ready. Let’s git er dun!
I was talking to my therapist the other night about how I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like to wake up without a breast. It’s a weird thing to process and impossible to prepare for but what I can imagine is what it’s going to be like waking up and having Gerry beside me holding my hand. So that’s what I’ve been daydreaming about instead. 🙂
I can’t thank all of you enough for stepping up and helping me out by buying something from Sarah’s Place. I’ve processed over 200 sales in the last 10 days and it’s been NUTS! I did not expect such a big avalanche of support and I am so grateful.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. I can now rest-easy and focus on healing.
Thank you for all your notes, cards, emails, messages, gifts… oh gosh. I have tried to write everyone back but if I missed writing you back – I am sorry. It’s been a whirlwind. I’m sure you understand.
Just know I read everything you’ve sent and it’s been so amazing to hear from all of you.
We still have a long road ahead of us … during my 2 weeks of recovery we will be waiting on pins and needles for the pathology report. That will tell us what is next in regards to treatment. Let’s all focus on the report saying I am cancer free and further treatment is not necessary. 🙂
But I can’t get wrapped up on the pathology report right now … that’s the future and I can’t write that story yet. I’m focused on today. My last day as a double-breasted woman. 🙂
Gerry and I are going to the post office to ship all your orders and then we are taking the dog for a long walk at Thetis Lake. Tonight I’m having my favourite dinner. Pancakes with maple syrup, topped with bananas and vegan yogurt, Fieldroast Sausage, Pan Fried Potatoes and a big glass of water.
We are dropping Fergus off at the dog-sitter tonight. It’s going to be a restless night without my little fur-buddy curled up in my legs but I’ll just curl up around Gerry instead.
Can we just talk about how amazing Gerry has been through all this? It’s impossible to put it into words. The other night I was so stressed out I felt like I couldn’t breath and he wrapped me up in his arms and helped me focus on my breath. He breathed for me …
No words can explain how perfect he is.
I’ll try and get Gerry to tweet something when I’m out of surgery but please don’t worry too much. I’m a tough cookie. I can do this.
Love you all!!