We're finally settling in at my husband's new duty station. I am not exaggerating when I say that the past few months have been insane. Throughout our move, I have taken the time to go to the doctor and things are coming along well. Really well, actually. For a while, I was worried about what my outcome would be with these expanders. The most recent appointment made all my fears about my future "look" disappear. Though, I have been in more pain after that appointment than any other. I feel like this whole thing is just a process like bearing a child. One day, I'll forget about the pain. It's been relatively painless, really. The new pain is just because my muscles are stretching to their max. Before I know it, I'll be heading into my next surgery and exchanging these awkward expanders in for actual implants.
I haven't done much blogging. To be honest, I thought that during this process, I'd be blogging more than ever. I could go into every detail about the process, but, with everything else going on in my life, this process is really a second thought. Yes, it's a huge part of my life right now, but I haven't stopped living my life, focusing solely on my chest. Thats the best part of all this, really...here I am, living life. I don't have to put thought into it, thankfully. Unlike a woman with breast cancer, who can never truly get it out of her head. Worrying about radiation, chemo, cells multiplying, movement into lymph nodes. Nope, I am the lucky one. What I am going through was by choice. I am the one that gets to put this way in the back of my head now. I wish that every woman could just as easily have a blood test that would indicate if she would have breast cancer down the road...and then be given the option to have a PBM. The amount of lives that could be saved...maybe one day. For now, I focus on living, loving, and enjoying life. Pain, bruises, stitches....they're temporary for me, and for that, I am blessed.