I did something I shouldn't have done. I looked on the Web at photos of mastectomy results. It was bad, oh yeah! Scared myself but good! There were all these monster/mannish pics of women who must have had something gone wrong. So many lumps and folds and huge scars but nothing that looked anything like a female chest. Yeesh! David, of course, brought me back down to earth. He's such a sane person. I can also email my surgeon. She is very calm and strong too and can reassure me a bit.
My current plan is to buy some really cute AA-cup padded bras to wear until I can get reconstructed which could be 6 months after the double mastectomy next month. Victoria's Secret, here I come!

Well, there goes another lame-brain theory! While other people were getting

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Lost four toenails tonight while trying to give myself a pedicure! Ick! They were a

This evening I told my friend Jeff some of the things I learned when I met with the Radiation Oncologist. These things surprised, scared and shocked him. I decided to share these things with you. The Radiation Oncologist