Yesterday was my 26th birthday. On one hand I feel
like I have the usual responses, moaning and groaning about getting older and
life passing me by. On the other hand (the cancer one) I am very happy that I get
the chance to get older every day and celebrate birthday’s cancer free. Pretty awesome
feeling.
I had a great birthday. I spent Friday night out with our
friends having sushi – only my favorite food.
Saturday with my hubby’s family and Sunday with mine. I have so much
love around me and I really have learned to appreciate the time I get with
everyone. I was super spoiled so went
out today to spend some money on new lulu clothes and Toms. Like I said, it was
a great birthday.
2.5 weeks ago I had my final fill. No more visits until my
next surgery in January (still waiting for my date – I will post it once I hear.)
It was a tough fill – I had a lot of pain, up and down my torso. From my hips
all the way up to my shoulders. I still have a pain when sleeping. The implants
are so heavy now that if I lay on my side or on my stomach and try to get up –
the weight pulls on the muscle and causes a lot of burning pain. I have a
feeling this won’t go away until I get the smaller, permanent implants put in. It’s
annoying and I’m figuring out how to work around it but can’t wait until they
are gone. Stupid things.
Left
Right
180ml 120ml < Time of surgery
240ml 180ml < additional 60ml at
first check up
300ml 270ml < Additional 60ml in left
and 90ml in the right
360ml 360ml < Additional 60ml in the
left and 90ml in the right
450ml 450ml <additional 90ml in both
550 ml 550
ml < additional 100ml in both
650 ml 650
ml < additional 100ml in both
So, as you can see, I know have 1.3
litres of saline on my chest. As I’m sure you can imagine my muscles and skin
are at their max. I am so glad I don’t have to wait long for surgery...it would
drive me crazy.
On a sad note…as a family we had to
come to a devastating decision 2 weeks ago. We had noticed our 13.5 year old
golden retriever, Megan, had started to limp about a month and a half ago. We
did some x-rays we were told she was suffering from some kind of bone cancer.
After a few weeks of pain and trying to find some kind of relief through
multiple drugs we realized she was suffering and it wasn’t fair. We had to put
her to sleep 2 weeks ago today and it was so sad and so hard to go through. Our
family has had enough of cancer and enough of this black cloud over our heads…we
just want a break and some happy news to happen. Cancer sucks. Enough is
enough.
For anyone that ever had the chance to meet her, they know she was by far the sweetest dog. She had such an amazing gentle and loving demeanor to her. I remember one of my friends telling me that before she met Megan she never believed dogs had souls. But Megan changed her mind and after meeting her, she truly believed they did. I have so many memories of Meg growing up. She made such an impact on my love for animals and wanting to work with them. Even after I had long moved out of the house she would come for sleepovers and still lay on my bed all night long. I was the only person she did that to - everyone else she slept on the floor after a couple hours. My husband and her would fight over his side of the bed - I would bring her up and cuddle her. I miss her so much and would do anything to have some more time with her...
Love you Megan…see you on the other
side
