Then, Then, Then

Posted: December 10th, 2010 | Author: | Filed under: Uncategorized | 3 Comments »

    Just in case you’ve been wondering how I’ve been doing … I’ve been doing fine, honest. My PCP doctor even commented two weeks ago that she’s amazed and how well and how fast I’ve bounced back from the surgery. She said she had expected it to be 4-5 months before she saw me in the shape that I’m already in right now. The breast surgeon and plastic surgeon have also both been very pleased with my recovery.
    I was actually starting to feel up to writing on the blog several weeks ago but my computer crashed, it died. I may have lost everything on it. All of my recipes and all of my lyrics — six years worth of writing, gone.
    I am so blessed though. A neighbor of mine, who loves working on computers, has indefinitely loaned me a nice computer set-up until I can afford to buy myself a new one. He’s also working on trying to retrieve my lyrics and recipes. I guess my old motherboard could use some prayers too.
    Shortly after getting the computer situation squared away I had my first post surgical breast exam in the beginning of December. It was delightful to see Fleur and Dr. W again. It was also wonderful to hold in my hands the printed proof that having done a bilateral was indeed the perfect decision to have gone through with. My pathology report showed that there were “pre-cancerous” cells in my left breast. If I hadn’t of fought for it to be removed along with the right breast, for sure, I would have ended up with cancer in the left breast too. Dr. W assured me “you made the right surgical decision.”
    There’s no way of ever knowing if it would have been worse than DCIS, stage 0 cancer, or not. But my loved ones and I are so grateful that I possess the chutzpah to stand up for myself, to fight. If I had backed down on insisting upon having a bilateral … who’s to say what life altering, or life ending, news we would have all had to deal with X point down the road of life.
    Unfortunately that breast exam ended up being very painful. About 15-20 minutes after the exam I was slammed into some serious pain. It knocked me on my butt for 1-1/2 days.
    Then, then, then … a few days later I had my first saline injection session with Dr. S, my plastic surgeon. The injection session itself was only a little uncomfortable. Unfortunately, 30 minutes later an old Fibro trigger spot deep in my left shoulder went into a full-blown Fibro flare up. I could barely even lift my arm. The needle must have aggravated a muscle and/or nerve that kicked off the flare up. Thank goodness my Dad was there to help me. Without complaint, or parental guilt trips, he pushed a shopping cart around for me after the appointment. (Hmm, he must be plotting something, to have not laid a parental guilt trip on me. He’s probably stacking up a list of them in his mind, to whip out on me at a later date. Yeah, that’s the parental way. I’m onto ya, Dad!!!)
    Anywho … Then, then, then, over the weekend the side effects from being on an extended duration of heavy duty antibiotics finally kicked in, a dang yeast infection.
    Then, then, then, [men, you can skip over this paragraph, you'd never understand it's true ironic significance] Mother Nature decided that this was the ‘perfect time for you to have your period, young lady!’
    Then, then, then, my digestive tract went wonky. Totally wonky. Finally, upon Keith’s and my Dad’s insistence I called my PCP on Wednesday. My doc thinks either I got nailed with an intestinal flu bug or the antibiotics were finally out of my system and my digestive tract was out of wack. I’m to check back with her on Monday. Now is not the time for me to be getting weak.

    I know how to party, huh?
    Needless to say, the digestive tract stuff really took the wind out of my sails … Hence, why my not writing until today. I just haven’t had the energy to write. Or for that matter, do much of anything. Regardless though, I’m in very good spirits!
    I am so thankful and blessed for all of the support all of you have all shared with me throughout this journey, and still continue to do so. The phone calls, the unexpected cards, the IM’s, the car rides, the chores that I’ve been freely given helped with … they’re beyond immeasurable to me. Again, thank you from the inner depths of my soul.
    When I’m feeling a bit stronger I will for sure write about some of the stuff Keith and I both had fun with while at the hospital. I doubt that Dr. S will ever forget Keith’s pre-surgical request. Nor do I doubt that the Anesthesiologist will ever forget me telling him, as I was coming to after surgery, EXACTLY what his initials stood for … They were “MF” … Hey, I was in excruciating pain, not high as a kite yet, AND, he gave me permission to let me temporarily verbally manage my pain until the pain meds had fully kicked in. Thankfully he and the recovery team just cracked up laughing along with me as I spewed out a litany of foul, but comedic verbiage. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking with it.

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3 Comments on “Then, Then, Then”

  1. 1 jayedee said at 10:35 pm on December 10th, 2010:

    cherie! i love you! what would i do without your patented brand of smart-assery?

  2. 2 Chérie said at 3:27 pm on December 11th, 2010:

    Aww, thank you, Jayedee. Love you too. To answer your question … you'd probably have one or two less periodic chuckles in your life, at least. =;>

  3. 3 jayedee said at 4:59 pm on December 31st, 2010:

    just stopping in to wish you the happiest of new years! 2010 has been quite a ride, hasn't it? i'm so glad you've been a part of my year! xoxox