What a birthday I had!
As those who know me well - conventional is not always my thing.
It was a big day for all sorts of reasons.
The biggest reason to celebrate is that I turned a year older.
I think I spent most of the day in a bit of a post operation high and amazement at how good I felt considering I had both my breasts removed the day before.
Dr Dave came to see me in the morning and despite my reluctance told me it was time to take off the strapping. I did have a mental picture of what I thought it would look like.
However I did not really want to spend time admiring his handiwork. I took a very brief peek and that was enough.
It was my birthday and I had other things to occupy myself.
These things included:
- Flowers from Ducatilad
- Organic carrot cupcake birthday cake from S
- Birthday card and flowers arrived from Mum
- Surprise bouquet from work
- Lovely cake from M and the cooking club delivered in person
- And my first wash (thank you to the lovely nurse who bravely washed my 'front bottom' for me.
By the end of my first day of being 49, I was cannula free (bye bye Pethadine drip), out of the very fashionable hospital gown and into my new pj's, and finished off with a celebratory dinner from the pizza place down the road.
The best present was a special visit, en-route home to Perth from my eldest brother who needed to come and check that his little sister was really ok.
As I lie here waiting for another delivery from said pizza place, it's been a bit of an emotional roller coaster of a day.
Bummed out, fed up, and feeling a bit flat (pun intended).
Processing the past 3 weeks is doing my head in. I'm not sure that I've done this cancer thing properly, again. It still feels very surreal, and even though I know that Cancer comes in many forms, it's hard to accept that a tiny Tumour has resulted in all of this.
I know I've set up a bit of an expectation that I'm funny and deal with most things with a level of humor, but as I reach the end of day 3, I think I've earned a break.
There are no words to express my gratitude for the love and support that has poured in from all places in many forms.
Fortunately, thanks to Dr Dave and my own vigilance, I now have many years to repay the favor.