Sitting on the Other Side.
Two weeks ago tomorrow I began the process to physically rebuild by undergoing phase 1 of a very long process for reconstruction. The surgery went very well and my surgeon, Dr. Davison and his staff are amazing. My recovery has been a dream and other than waiting for my drains to come out (they are so gross, I will spare the details) I am back on track. I won't be able to work out for a couple more weeks, but I am trying to get back to activity with walks, etc. But...my surgery is not what brings me back here. For some reason, sharing my story and where this damn cancer journey takes me on this blog is cleansing. Even if nobody reads it. Last Saturday, I did Race for the Cure - a last minute decision sparked out of middle of the night anger at this disease while I was recovering from surgery. I awoke at 3AM mad at cancer and ready to give it another ass whooping. So, I registered for Race for the Cure, a place where we can raise money to make a difference...and Susan G. Komen makes...