Dear Children and close family
I saw the plastic surgeon this morning - for the final
word on my surgery and stuff or near final word – it really is never final –
the treatment after the fact will depend on the pathology report. My nip.
will rise about -- cm – that is how droopy time got to me… (WOW)… now it
is going to be all erased at least up here… they going to grab that Cancer and
toss it away…
I will have surgery on July 29, 2014 in C Hospital
I will spent 2 days in the hospital then come home and
be home for 2 weeks thereafter the next week I will be back to work working
part time or having to stay off .
They will do a bilateral mastectomy in C Park hospital,
and start reconstruction with spacers in immediately .
They will cut the nip. off – and toss them in the
closest thrash can (sparing them is not worth it)
The General Surgeon will dig in my red meat to find all the
cancer, he will have a bright silver pan handy where he will toss the red
breast tissue and all the white breast fat in. The nurse will quickly
wrap it up before the meat gets to cold and put it in a safe place.
Perhaps the fridge at the left far corner of the theater room. The nurse
will finally place this two packet of red meat on a scale and weight the breast
tissue. If I am lucky it will weigh into what the plastic surgeon guessed
each one of my B weigh 550 gram.
Believe it not – like ripples believe it not – then it is
time for the surgeon to go wash his hand and for the plastic surgeon to get
scrubbed in.
On my chest will lay two empty envelopes of breast skin that
used to be my beautiful size D - size before.
Then empty out the breast like an envelope – the breast
tissue will be send for second pathology report - no nip. Preserving….
Then they will press in a little silicone bag with a magnet on in the empty
breast envelopes and start stitching slowly whilst Bach is playing on Pandora
- stitch by stitch – drum beat by drum beat – measure by measure. I
will be laying sleeping snoring with – oxygen tube jammed down my throat while
my heart beat to the rhythm of the music and the doctors brows sweat and your
dad pace up and down up and down in the waiting room. I will wake up
finally by God’s grace from my deep sleep. Just to say Hi to
visitors and look at your lovely faces smile and say – yip I still love you all
with all my heart. Finally I will be a new being – with salt water breast
– they might float in water so I guess I will never drown - Yip and that
is where I am heading.
So if everything went well and they were able to find all
the cancer with a clear margin of one centimeter then I might need no
radiation. But radiation... can be expected but I sincerely hope not.
They don’t think I need to receive chemo but the
plastic surgeon warned that is not 100% I will only really know after the they are done scooping the tissue and it had being tested once again.
Sjoe so I will really stay upbeat and be sure that I buy
myself a few brand new Victoria secret bras after the time and a new swim suit.
Let me not lie to you I have had nightmares the last few
nights about big black wholes not in space but in my B… thank God I woke
up this morning and it was not so…
I am looking forward to S-‘s gracious offer to come and
help at home
Talk to you again
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