23 November 2016

Anniversaries to forget

Today was my anniversary of my last chemotherapy 1 year ago. I so looked forward to the 20 November 2015 like no other date in my wee life. As I fight to keep the fear buried within, I hope I never have to go through that shitty experience again, or for anyone else for that matter. I know some people fly through it with hardly any symptoms but I don't know how or why? Probably different chemo drugs I guess.

This week I was asked to go to the a Think Pink Living Centre to support them for a media release. I couldn't not go after all the free services I have taken advantage of. Except when I got there they asked me to speak to the media. Luckily I had written a blurb for their media release but I wasn't expecting to read it. Anyway, with knees knocking and a good deal of reading from my tiny iPhone screen, I delivered my story. So tonight I saw myself on channel 9 - aagghh. It's difficult to see yourself on TV that's for sure! Anyway I do hope they have more clients utilize their services and they continue to get funding into the future. With charities it's all about how well they are known like the mnd foundation ice bucket challenge.




My beautiful friend, Cora's anniversary of her passing came and went. We were in the middle of San Francisco climbing one of those crazy hills or the Coit Tower steps, not only did I realize just how unfit I was, but thinking about the struggle, she popped into my head. I checked the date and it was her anniversary. Vale Cora.

Another milestone - I had my first haircut - Woohoo!!! So excited to need a haircut. Thankfully he did not take too much off my hair, but mainly shaped it which is exactly what I needed him to do so I could grow it. No more koala bear ears sticking out the side of my head and he cut off the tiny curls. It reminds me of the old perm days in the 40's and 50's where women would perm their hair as tight as they could possibly do it and then have their hair set to make waves. Yep I even did set my hair in curlers to make this work for me.

We also had Andres' reconciliation at school, I asked the kids what they are grateful for, Andres was glad that I didn't have cancer anymore :)

I finally got my drain out too - I said goodbye to my little friend - good riddance little sucker!!! So it was much longer at 4 weeks out from surgerY before removal. Luckily it happened just before I was due at the media release - ooh that would have been a bit gross. This drain was draining my buttock site, so Fingers crossed I don't get a seroma with this side now.

I saw my GP today and it turns out I have the start of an infection on the latest mastectomy and reconstruction site. So on antibiotics to get that sorted - wouldn't it be terrible after going through all of this with my buttock only for it to fail. Leaving me with a butt that looks like it has been through a hail storm with stones the size of cricket balls. My P.S is on holidays so he couldn't check it out. He didnt seem too worried, but an email at 1am on a Sunday morning with photos of oozing ought to tell him that his patient is freaking out, nope.

I'm back at work, but can't quite deliver on a full work day just yet. Came home today incredibly tired and heavy, tucked up in bed now ready to have the conversation with my body that it's time to sleep!!!! Good night all, sweet dreams.

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