I finally got my surgery date! My "girls" have an expiration date! I have a lot of mixed emotions about this. I think any small chested girl knows what I'm talking about. I've always wished for a bigger chest but then I got to a certain point in my life where I thought "you know what, they're not so bad." That's where I've been. So in a way I'm sad they have to go, because well they're mine and they're all I've ever known. Also I know this process is going to be long and painful. I'm going to experience some pain and a lot of discomfort over the next 6 months.
The other side of the emotions? I'm just so excited! It's that moment in the movie where the bomb is ticking, the bomb squad guy sweating furiously right before he cuts the red wire. Then once he cuts it and the ticking stops: relief. Sweet relief. That's the way I feel about this. I don't want to drive myself crazy wondering if every little lump I find is something bad. I'm also extremely proud of my courage. There are many women out there who just choose to monitor closely and that's very courageous in it's own right as well. I just know that's not the kind of life for me.
So anyway, my surgery is scheduled for Tuesday February 5th. I have a lot to do before then. I want to prepare some meals and freeze them so my hubby doesn't have to worry about cooking or getting takeout while I'm down for the count. I have to buy a cotton bra that snaps in the front (yuck). I want to bake brownies and cookies for the nurses and doctors who will be taking care of me. Then I have to get the guest bedroom prepared for me to sleep in and pack my hospital bag. I'm also a crazy person and have decided I'm throwing a good friend of mine a baby shower on the 17th. It'll be low key and my husband has promised to do a lot of the work. But I'll want to get the majority of the crafting done before I go under. I'm making a spreadsheet of all the things I need to get done before surgery. I LOVE spreadsheets. This probably makes me a weirdo, but, I love seeing all my thoughts organized neatly into little boxes on one page. :)
And for the complications.....My body has decided to try and throw a monkey-wrench in my crusade against my villainous killer breasts. Two weekends ago I was in the emergency room with kidney stones. To those of you who've never had them, thank your lucky stars. I was ready to stab some one for a morphine shot. Anyway they did a CT scan and found the kidney stones. One in my right kidney and one in my tubes which was beginning to pass. That little guy was the one causing all the problems. They also found something else on my scan that have my doctors a little concerned. I was ordered an MRI on Friday and I'm hoping to get the results today or tomorrow. If it's nothing, than surgery can continue as scheduled. If it is "something," then taking care of that will be my top priority and surgery will have to be postponed. So...I'm kind of in the grey area at the moment. But I'm thinking positive and just planning as if I will be having my surgery on the 5th.
That's it for now. Thank you all for following my blog and for the tremendous out pour of support. I have the best family and friends ever.