I've known since last week that I might have a date, but I didn't want to say much here in case of yet another cancellation. But with confirmation from the team yesterday I'm pretty safe to say I have another date for surgery. Next Tuesday at 6.30am I will rock up to Middlemore Hospital for an 8 hour surgery. This is where they will take bits and pieces from me and patch me up a new breast. I'm looking forward to the end result, but the anticipation of all that goes with the surgery is making making very nervous.
I'm taking medication for hives as I'm breaking out in all sorts of strange skin things. My stomach is a ball of nerves and I'm making all sorts of mental lists for next week. There's baking to be done, meals to pre-prepare and the house to clean. It's almost like nesting waiting for a baby. Except I wasn't this nervous waiting for any of my three to be born.
Owen is staying down here with the kids for the week as we have decided to keep things as normal as possible, then they will come up at the weekend. So I'm gonna miss my partner in crime like crazy, and the kids as I'm also going to miss my little man's 6th birthday. The girls have been a little teary and worried so I'm soothing their fears and worry as much as mine.
But it is happening and for that I'm supremely thankful. I'm obviously going to be away from the blog for a period of time, I'll try my best to update how I'm going but I can't promise anything. If I get all my lists done I might even schedule some posts, but it's not my priority really.
I'm gonna leave you with some photos taken by Owen over 3 years ago, the day before my mastectomy surgery. Owen and the girls and I went for a walk to the beach just to spend some time together before everything changed forever. It's amazing to think that was 3 years ago!
And this pic was taken post mastectomy...