I got fitted for a new lymphadema sleeve last week!  I'm so excited! 
Of course it'll take six weeks to get here and bill my insurance, but I'm still excited!

You're supposed to replace your sleeve every 4-6 months at most, but I admit I haven't done that.  They're expensive and we only have one store in Tyler that has them/orders them.  There is one in Dallas right down the road from my hospital, but I never get a chance to go by there.  But I sucked it up and went to the one we have in Tyler and made sure I didn't need to adjust my size or measurements.  So now I just wait for them to call and pay my $80 fee -  at least that's an estimate they told me after the insurance pays.  Ugh.

I got a plain, beige one this time.  But some day, I'm gonna have a fancy, stylish one that rocks!  Something like one of these:

It's a new year.  But things don't feel any different - not really.

I feel like I'm in limbo or something.  I can't move forward until my boob surgery is gets closer and I can start planning for that.  Other wise I'm just doing follow ups - Follow ups for the cancer, follow ups for the breast surgeon, follow ups for the diabetes, follow ups for primary doctor - the list just goes on.

I'm hoping to get a new lymphadema sleeve this year since the one I have is practically falling apart.  I'm excited to buy new bras and clothes after my boob surgery is done.  There's so much I want to do this year, but is this the year for me?  It's hard to look ahead.  Two years ago my biggest worry was newly diagnosed diabetes, but then I was diagnosed with breast cancer.  A year ago I was getting ready to finish my treatments and have my port removed, but then I lost my job.  Ugh!

New years always suck.  I used to b optimistic about them, but I feel like God is making fun of me if I do and instead just chooses to prove me wrong.