Fast facts (if you don’t have time to read the full post): Today was my aunt Lynda’s funeral. I realized I slacked and did not update the blog with new information about the services, but it has been a rollercoaster of a week. I have updates about surgery and my spine, so let’s get into it!

TO THE SHORT VERSION!

I wish I had a clever way to start today’s blog but I am emotionally empty. Today I am serving up mostly facts so that I can go to bed early. Grief is exhausting. Mix that with my body still trying to repair itself from chemo and you have a very sleepy potato. I feel like one of those pool nets catching bugs. The bugs are feelings and the water is the day passing through you. I am a net full of bugs. Cute.

I saw the surgeon on Thursday. It is weird that he is oddly hot. I have never had a hot doctor before. And it is even weirder to have somebody hot go immediately to second base on a medical level with you to examine your boobs. I was cleared for my double mastectomy surgery which will take place on September 8. Moving forward, I will fondly call this day “chop chop.” We did ask if they used a guillotine to remove my breast tissue or if it was less medieval. We got a brief lecture on the removal and he drew all over my boob to show us the incision. I am happy to report it is a bit more methodical and doesn’t involve slicing and dicing me for an omelette. The surgery is roughly two hours in length and it is an outpatient procedure, meaning I go home same-day. I will have drains for a couple of weeks and will be off work for at least two weeks healing. If you’re bored, come visit me.

You may be asking yourself, “BUT WHAT ABOUT THE POTENTIAL SPINE METS?” Ah yes, my spicy little spine. The surgeon’s nurse got ahold of my oncologist during my appointment and she said she wants to watch them for now… Now before that update, the surgeon did say it would be highly unusual for my breast and lymph node tumors to shrink but not a potential spine tumor during chemo. I am just surprised to not even get a biopsy at this time. I see my oncologist next Friday so I will ask more questions since I am not satisfied with this answer.

I plan to share more tomorrow about today’s funeral but today was a weird ass day. I got into my car this morning to go to the cancer center for my blood draw at 7:45 am and as I turned on my car, I realized the steering wheel wouldn’t turn. I turned off the car and turned it back on and the battery light turned on and the steering wheel still was locked. I called Jose in a panic and he asked me to see if any fluid was leaking. There wasn’t until after I got off the phone. Long story short, tonight we discovered that the serpentine belt fell off and there is radiator fluid spilling everywhere and something else popped off, but I don’t remember anymore (Jose has taken over this project for me.) A few phone calls later and my car was towed by Jose’s friend and is safely awaiting a biopsy and surgery of its own kind. It was a stressful way to start the day.

And then today was also a Zoladex injection day. It was my first Zoladex beyond chemo and a glimpse into every month for the next five years. I should make a countdown of how many stomach shots I have left and how many days until chop chop.

21 days until chop chop. Ick.

More tomorrow about the funeral. I need rest.

Today’s song lyrics of the day are brought to you by Incubus.

“Oh yeah, woah-oh
The world’s a roller coaster and I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care, but my hands are busy in the air saying
I wish you were here
I wish you were here”

– Wish You Were Here, Incubus