One last little surgery

Tomorrow I'll be at my plastic surgeon's office to do one last small little surgery. I've felt for some time, that the nipple that was reconstructed on the left breast was in the wrong place. Really, it is in the center of the breast, but that breast is shifted a little bit to the left, so it looks off center when I look straight at it. My doctor wants me to be happy with how I look, so he is going to try to move the left reconstructed nipple about 1/2 inch toward the middle of my chest. He has to be careful to not cut over the top because that's where the blood supply is. He's just going to cut around it, and then shift it over a little bit. It shouldn't hurt, because I'm pretty much numb through that area. As soon as I'm healed - about 6 weeks from now - I'll finally be having the tattooing. Then I'll be done.

I'm happy that it's almost completely over.

Fickle Feelings

There are mornings, like this morning, when I get out of bed and just HATE my new boobs - they are big and heavy and ugly. And then, there are days when I stand in front of the mirror and MARVEL (and feel very thankful) at the talent and abilities of my plastic surgeon. That I even HAVE boobs is a. maze. ing. Can you say "Fickle"?! I knew ya could.

3-Month Checkup

Today I had my 3-month check up.

My vitals: Blood pressure was 122/82, heartrate was 78, and o2 saturation was 98.
Doc asked me how I felt - if I was finally getting over my year with chemo. I told him that around the middle of December, I started feeling so much better. Sure, I still get really tired, but I'm able to do SO much more than I have for the last year and a half. No unexplained aches or pains in weird places. No swelling at the ankles. He was happy that I'm on a regular schedule to see the skin doctor. Doc didn't like the look of several moles last time he saw me, and ordered me to the skin doctor, who promptly took off 4 moles. Ouch! They came back just fine. This Thursday I'll be getting several more taken off. By the time she's done with me, I'm going to be polka-dotted with scars. *sigh*

Doc said I'm really healthy, and everything looks good. He said that in a year, he'll have me get a bone density scan. No more bone scans unless something is weird. But, today he had me stop by the imaging office and have a chest scan. So, I'll get those results in a few days.

Otherwise, everything seems normal and good. Oh, and from now on, I'll be seeing the nurse practitioner instead of the oncologist, every 3 months. That seems like a good sign to me. :-)