Will walking around the house topless saying, "I think someone stole my nipples!" ever get old? The answer is clearly no.
In other news, I realized the other day that at some point, my nipples were in the trash. It was probably medical waste or biohazard or something, but tomato tomahto. Isn't that the most profoundly sad thing ever? I'm going to have to punch a kitten or something as a pick-me-up.
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ReplyDeleteOh crap - I never thought of that. I have a double in two weeks. Do you think if I ask nicely they will pop mine in an old ice cream container or some Tupperware and I can bring them home and bury them next to the dog?
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laugh.
I don't know whether you are reading or updating this bog any more. I understand the need to move on. I'd just like the thank you for writing it. On 16th March 2011 I had a collateral prophylactic mastectomy with a left axial clearing and a sentinel node biopsy on the right. (Very sciency; I love making it roll off my tongue perfectly) I’m writing this on my first day at home. Once I get better I start chemo.
ReplyDeleteBut what I really wanted to do was thank you for this amazing documentation of your treatment. Reading it has given me many laughs and counteracted to too many people who want to pat my hand, gaze in my eyes and asked me soulfully “How are you?” You really have made cancer your bitch! Thanks.