Today is an anniversary of sorts for me. Three years ago today I had a lumpectomy to remove a 2.1 cm mass in my right breast. Gosh was I a groggy, nervous mess. I had never been sick or had any kind of medical procedure prior to that, and even though I have alot of familiarity with medical issues, I didn't know what to expect. Fortunately, my mom and two sisters came to be with me (they had all had surgeries before of one type or another) and Holly stayed with me in the waiting room, then the pre-op and post-op holding areas. I had the kind of surgery where they inject a little dye right into the breast mass to see which lymph nodes are closest to the cancer. They biopsied those when they took out the whole tumor. Fortunately for me, I had no cancer present in my lymph nodes, and they were able to get all of the tumor with the lumpectomy. Later that same day, they sent me home with percocet for pain, which I promptly threw up and then threw away since the pain was better than the stomach upset from that drug. I don't know how people get addicted to that medicine but they do; it induces horrible nausea and vomiting for me. Anyway, I am happy to be far, far away from all of that breast cancer stuff-the difficult chemo that would follow, the surgical site that pulled apart and had to be packed by one of my colleagues who had been a wound nurse in her previous job, and the daily radiation that started my day for 7 and 1/2 weeks.
Today is also the anniversary for two of my friends who are together. Happy anniversary to you two as well. Hope you are celebrating and basking in this glorious day too. I'm really happy to be here seeing the birds at the feeders, running around Beaver Lake while the Audubon folks gawk at the geese, and soaking in my big porcelain bathtub to rest my sore muscles.
Today's photo: a wire dachshund that my pal Donna W gave me at Christmas; she has a little black and tan too.
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