Some time ago I had felt a large mass on my left breast. It was frighteningly large, and my OB-GYNE, after instructing me to get a breast ultrasound, asked me to have it surgically removed and examined immediately. I had my procedure done last Monday morning, and I was tense about it. Specifically, about being sedated, because I had never been. But the procedure went smoothly, and my aneasthesiologist talked me through every step he was doing. I remember turning my head, closing my eyes, and then next thing I knew I was in the recovery room, lol. It was very disconcerting, because I have no recollection of what happened or of even dreaming. Weird.<\/p><\/div>\n
Anyway, this week has been about recuperating (ugh, no heavy lifting or bending over) and coming to terms with what’s happened to me. It’s not just vanity that makes me say I feel very vulnerable and changed. I was changing the dressings over my wounds and was pretty shocked at the length of one of them (I had two masses removed). My husband, wonderful man he is, just smiled and said I was still beautiful. I’ll never forget the image of him looking at me, bandages and all, and that loving look in his eyes. Even more importantly, I felt beautiful in the midst of it<\/em>.<\/div>\n I am supposed to get the results of my biopsy next week, and this week has also been about waiting. It’s also been looking for a large amount of distractions while I rest (I couldn’t sit up for almost three days). However, I decided to just “sit” with my thoughts and fears and then opened Photoshop. As it’s done so many times before, scrapping provided an outlet for my emotions and words. Kristin’s\u00a0Strength<\/strong><\/a>\u00a0kit was also perfect for what I needed to remind myself and yet, also allow myself to feel what I felt in the moment.<\/div>\n
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