Tuesday, was a big day for us. I had my final reconstruction surgery, to replace the hard-plastic tissue expanders with soft, silicone implants. I was able to have outpatient surgery and the surgeon, who is brilliant BTW, didn’t need to place any drains, which is GREAT news, because the recovery will be much quicker.
I have to say, I’m a little afraid to look. From what I’ve seen thus far, they still look like implants, round and riding high, and don’t look very real yet. But, she assures me that after going without undergarments for a couple of weeks, everything will fall into place. 🙂 (sorry if this is too graphic. . that’s it, I promise.)
There is some worry that is normal at this stage. Cancer could always reoccur. I won’t be seeing a Dr. every week, so I feel like something could start growing and I won’t know until it’s large and noticeable. What if the surgery doesn’t end up looking as normal as I’d like. What if. . . .what if. . . .
We can live our lives, worrying about the “What ifs.” Or we can hang onto today’s truth. I choose the latter. Today, I am cancer-free, I am healthier than I’ve ever been, and while I still deal with diabetes, all-day, every-day, I am managing well. I’m blessed with love, faith and friends and family. I will be starting my running-training again at the end of November. The Dr. wants me to take a few weeks off, which means I need to start over from the beginning. But, I think it’s time I start dreaming a little larger as well. Perhaps we start training for a 10K or a half-marathon.
The final finish line. . .we’ve crossed it. Now, we celebrate, dream big dreams, and go make a difference!