My appointment with the plastic surgeon yesterday went very well. (That is, once I finally got in to see him after a TWO HOUR wait!) My reconstruction (expanders behind the chest wall) is healing up exactly the way it's supposed to and I'm right on schedule for the next part of the process. This afternoon is when I meet with the oncologist to get all the chemotherapy treatment plans in place. My heart is very thankful for each and every day. I am feeling better and better and better with each passing day! I'm careful not to physically overdo it since I don't want to take steps backward in the healing process :)
My MIL (Sandy) successfully picked up those films of her heart from the hospital and dropped them off to her doctor's office. That way the doctor will have plenty of time to review them before Sandy's upcoming appointment on Monday; she'll have her answer about the trip then.
I found out we'll get the keys to the new place a week from tomorrow (next Friday) so that will be a very good thing. My sweet sister is coming back over this Saturday to get down to the business of doing some serious packing. Boy, all I can say is I'm sooooo thankful for all her help...couldn't do this without her! (Thanks, Lisa :)
Besides packing and getting ready to move, I've been doing a lot of thinking about chemotherapy and losing my hair (and possibly my eyebrows). I try not to dwell on that but it's been on my mind. Now, I'm not an overly vain person or anything - but the thought of being bald or even having really thin hair makes me quite upset. Part of my attitude is 'Oh well, just gotta deal with it' and the other part is 'HOW am I going to deal with that?' I've always enjoyed very thick, nice, easy-to-manage hair and well, I'm just not ready to part with it. I happen to really like my current hair style! Oh, I know it will grow back and there are options in the meantime...human-hair wigs (which I'm planning to get), do-rags or bandanas, caps...but thinking about all that stuff reduces me to tears right now. I looked at a picture of a lady wearing a bandana in some of the American Cancer Society literature from the hospital the other night and I got so bummed out. I was like, 'Wow, that's going to be MY reality soon'. I DO NOT want to look like some bald freak! Is anyone else out there who has gone through the same thing and feel like I do???