Here we are – two years from the date our whole world shifted.
The good news – life is feeling more and more normal every day.
I’ve made it through some of the roughest times in my life — physically, mentally and emotionally. I’m still standing.
On the day of Jenny’s sixth surgery – a reconstructive surgery that we believe will be her last — I sent an email update to a group of friends and family. My note said that she was out of surgery.
In the email, I said that I was going to post my notes from the day later, but I shared Jenny’s pre-surgery thoughts in case they had not read that yet. If you remember, the night before the surgery Jenny was writing about having a lot to celebrate, something she was contemplating after meeting so many people that she feels a connection with throughout this journey.
This is pretty awesome. Grateful for the laugh today!
I’m all set for surgery tomorrow. Dr. Kronowitz has literally drawn his “plan” all over my body with Sharpie pen. I love having my fat pockets highlighted with blue Sharpie.
Especially on the night of my 14th wedding anniversary.
A couple of weeks after my mastectomy, I got news I was going to have a second surgery because I had a few renegade cancer cells that showed up in my sentinel lymph nodes. It was hard news to hear.
Today marks the one-year mark from my diagnosis.
While being told you have cancer isn’t something to celebrate, it marks a significant change in our lives worth recognizing.