My boobs and I ran our last 5k together. It was for SGK again, of course. This time it was at the Pimlico race track where they do the Preakness. It poured the night before so the whole track was a sopping muddy mess. I saw people fall and lose their shoes too! It was crazy.
I also ended up on the news. I went in for my pre-op instructions and when I got there, they asked me if I'd do a news interview with our local news station! This was the day after the Angelina Jolie mastectomy story broke so it was a hot news story I guess. I had no makeup on and day old hair and cat hair on my shirt so I'm sure I looked awesome. The lady asked me a lot of questions about how I got to this point and what guided me in my decision making. Only like three seconds of it aired. Just long enough for everyone I went to high school with to recognize me and say, "wow, she looks rough!" Lol. But it's okay. I'm glad I did it. I feel like its important to put a human face on something like this. People were texting me and emailing me all day that they saw me on the news. It was pretty weird.
On to the surgery details! They gave me some special soap I have to use the night before and the morning of surgery. They also gave me special wash cloths to use. She showed me a drain and how they work in my body and how they will pull them out, and we went over how to track the amount of liquid that comes out each day. Super gross. Luckily my mom is a nurse and she will be here to take care of yucky stuff like that for the first few days! We also discussed my post op appointments. I'll meet with Dr. F one week post op and Dr. C two weeks post op. I think. I might have that backwards but they'll make the appointments for me lol! At any rate, she also told me how the surgery will work and what my mom and husband will be doing and what will happen immediately after surgery. I have a really good understanding of the entire process so I feel good about that.
I've been reading about anesthesia too, mostly to calm my nerves. It's not working though. I'm terrified! I know I'll be fine. The logical party of my brain knows that this is a relatively safe procedure and I have excellent and experienced surgeons. I just wish I could tell the crazy part of my brain to STFU!
Oh well. Counting down. Ten days to go! Let the sleepless nights commence!
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