Thanks for all your lovely comments. They cheered me up considerably. Please be patient with me until I recover enough to respond to each of them.
I am happy to say my grumpiness is over and I am a happier little camper.
Today is my last day of antibiotics. WOOO! I just wasn’t expecting that taking those glorious orange pills would actually make me feel more terrible than chemo even did. I am not kidding. I hope to be back to eating normally by next week.
Looks like my drain will probably come out tomorrow thus allowing me to take a real shower this Saturday. Glorious bathing! I can easily shave my left armpit but am still working of flexibility on my right side. Better than nothing. Another good thing.
My posture is improving and I no longer look like a hunchback but more like a Tyrannosaurus Rex with those little droopy hands in front. This is pretty funny to see. And a significant improvement over my Grumposaurus impression earlier this week.
Coincidentally several friends and family members were also very grumpy over those few days so maybe it was something in the air. Possibly rain as it has poured 30 out of the last 32 days. Oh god. Gloomyville. On top of The Healing it was possibly just too much for me. Really adding insult to injury.
I am still feeling very tired and stiff and sore and not really up to doing anything. The sensation is akin to wearing the world’s tightest bra. With some tittie twisting thrown in for a little spice. That means a lot of relaxing and resting for me. It is exhausting.
I have gone for a couple walks around the block and even that small distance is enough to make me breathless. I have a lot of exercising to do to get back into any type of decent shape. And I have to say no to the chocolate more. Bummer.
So there you go. Nothing really exciting to tell you but I will hopefully have some tales to recount as I have four doctors’ appointments next week and just being on the road is bound to create some drama.
Monday’s appointment is with my general surgeon. The one who did the mastectomy. She is in charge of dealing with the pathology report which will hopefully show that I have clear margins on the right breast she removed meaning that all the cancer is gone. I don’t even want to think about the alternative so I won’t go there now.
Wish me luck.