It's All A Blurr....

When I arrived early that morning I was numb not from the cold but from what was about to happen. In my mind I was thinking is this worth it? Is it meant for me to do this? Will I ever look somewhat the same again? I calmly went into the Pre op room by myself (too early for Mitch to wake the children and get them to a sitter.) So I was by myself. Everyone in Pre op remembered me. I couldn't believe it. I had that much history with the hospital... As my Miracle Doctor walked in my heart began to beat so hard I thought I was going to throw up! She began to write all over me. First in the front and then she turned me to the back where I could feel exactly were she was going to cut... The marker began to run from my shoulder blade to the middle of my back and then it was all a Blurr... Because she is such a perfectionist she actually stopped drawing on my back and began to clean me with alcohol swabs. She said "I think I'm a cm off!" I want it to be perfect so she restarted the drawing. After she completed I laid down. IVs were in and I remember no more...I woke up the next day to this amazing view. Better in person then in the picture. I thought This is a sign. A room with a view! The sun was rising up behind the Superstition Mountains and I was overcome with happiness.

Then I was given these amazing tulip's. My favorite flower. Another feeling of happiness

I was given great news. The skin flap and muscle that was transferred took! I was in ICU for a day in a half to make sure my body wasn't rejecting the transfer. I just did great!

Now... You do not have to read any further if you think the pictures below are offensive or a little graphic. I do this for me and it helps me to remember the good the bad and the ugly.

However, this is the incision that was made on my back. The muscle was cut with fat and tissue. It was then tunneled through to the front breast area and made a "cushion" like mound to fill in the hollow chest wall. The doctor said I had such healthy muscle. I have to say that I trained my back and the muscle called the Latitsismis doiso for about 6 weeks with weights. I was hoping that would help and it paid off! I was told I have to have physical therapy but for now I have almost 70% motion so I think it will all be good! Next step is to wait and see. My breast will take time to "round out" because of the transfer and abundance of blood supply going to the new site. So now it looks just like a huge blob all the way under my arm pit. This will take time. I just have to baby my many incisions (I also had the other breast worked on to "match up" so my chest is pretty sore I have to say.

I do want everyone to know that Lord had a 100% in this. He guided me every step of the way to be able to handle the stress that I felt. The doctor was guided and had the knowledge to do what was best for me. This will not be the end of my surgeries but it is one less which was to me the most major.

Grateful for Life again... Grateful for Friends that Think of Me All The Time! I am so lucky. Lucky in every way.