I didn’t remember until this morning that yesterday was the one year anniversary of my bilateral mastectomy. I was worried it was going to bother me a lot, but it really doesn’t. I think a big part of that has to do with the fact that I’m extremely pleased with my reconstruction.  As the weeks go by, I like them more and more.

It also really helped that I was having way too much fun yesterday to give cancer any thought. I love days like that.

I went to see the plastic surgeon today.  She says I’m looking good, and removed the last two drains, which hurt like OMFG.  So I’m drain free for a few hours.  I’m getting a new drain in my left arm this afternoon during surgery to remove the lymph nodes.  I’m also getting my chemo port.  I hope it isn’t too terribly unpleasant.  I was just starting to feel a little like myself again. 

She’s going to start my fills on January 3rd.  I’m looking forward to it.  I’m anxious to get started on all of this stuff.  The sooner we start, the sooner it’s over. 

I’m so very hungry and thirsty.  I haven’t had anything since midnight, and the surgery isn’t until later this afternoon.  This seems like overkill to me, but whatever.  I’m being a good patient.