Tuesday, February 16, 2016


A quick trip to Dallas today.

Today my only visit was with Dr. A. and PA.  Today he looked at how they were healing and softening up and then he gave me ‘that look’.  That look you get when things aren’t going the way they’re supposed to and it’s probably my fault…
Yeah I’m guilty of not massaging the skin and tissues surrounding my expanders enough.  The point of massaging them is to get the tissues to soften up and be more pliable and heal better.  But let’s face it – that hurts.  When I massage them, I know I’m too gentle with them and resist digging deep into the skin.  In fact, I actually started doing that last week and then the muscles in the left one started spasming like crazy – like I angered the beast and it was trying to escape.  So of course Dr. A. told me they needed to be softer and needed to be massaged more.  He asked if I wanted to skip the pump today, but of course I was gonna take it while I could.  Although PA pumped me up today, I now don’t have to go back until 2 weeks, which will hopefully allow me to massage them more and give them a little time to do what they’re supposed to.  My first surgery is set for May 5th, and I know Dr. A. is making sure I’m at the right size before that day comes.  He always jokes with me about getting bigger sizes and although I’m not going to get something crazy – like Triple Ds or something – I figured I earned something a little bigger than what I had before.  I’m coming out of this ordeal bigger and better!

I told the ladies up front that I only have 3 more Herceptin therapies until I am finished (whoot!), and I love that they have planned a small celebration for me.  It makes me feel so special and loves *sniffles* and it will be fun to celebrate with someone since I’ll probably come to that visit by myself.

Before I left for the day, I dropped a card and small gift off to Dr. L. in her office.  I knew she would be seeing patients all day, but I hope she got it when she was through.  February one year ago is when she told me I had breast cancer.  She was the first one in the ‘team’ to start caring for me and working toward treatment.  The card is just a thank you note and some sappy words, so it probably sounds really corny.  But I wanted her to know I am grateful for her and for her being a part of my ‘team’. 
 
Massages are supposed to be relaxing - not spasming.
 

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