An explanation...

Why Foob? I had a double mastectomy, and at the time, the plastic surgeon put "expanders" under the muscles in my chest. Every 2-3 weeks, they were filled with more saline, in preparation for my reconstructive surgery. They were very full and hard. Uncomfortable. One time, one of my sons gave me a hug and then said "Your foobs are hard!" Hee, hee, hee! My kids have this endearing habit of combining words. So, "Foobs" are fake boobs. Which I will still have, even after the reconstruction.

Foob Babe - that would be me!
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Sunday, April 5, 2009

Blessed...Lucky...Loved

I am so lucky. I'm a little emotional today, so can't write much. Just wanted to say how lucky I feel. How blessed and loved I feel. I love this life. More later...
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