Eh, it's not so bad...

Have you ever cut your finger really bad and you knew when you did it that it was a pretty bad cut? The first thing you do is grab it and cover it up because you're too afraid to see how bad you really cut it, right? After a few seconds of squeezing it really tight, you take a peek to see how bad it is. Well, my surgery was on Monday and I still haven't taken a step back and looked to see what my chest looks like. So, after Bobby and the kids went to church this morning, I decided it was time. I was alone, so I didn't have to worry about the kids busting open the door to see what I was doing. I have to say, I was pleasantly surprised. No, they don't look 100% normal, but I don't look completely deformed either. But the best thing of all.... when I looked at myself I saw a woman that didn't have any cancer in her body anymore. For the last month, knowing that I had this awful sickness in my body gave me the worst feeling. I felt like I was defective and I was so angry that my body had betrayed me in such a way. I also received great news on Friday - pathology results were in and the lymph nodes that were removed were negative for cancer and the doctor was able to get clear margins by 1cm, which means she was able to get ALL the tumor out during surgery. That was a huge relief because that means I won't have to do radiation therapy. So what's next? Tomorrow I visit my plastic surgeon and she will remove 2 of the drains. I can't wait - they are such a pain in the butt! Until next time....