So, I’ve resigned myself to the fact the bimx needs to happen now. Unless the RadOnc tells me otherwise, which I think is unlikely given my mutation and personal medical and family histories. I have an appointment already scheduled with my breast surgeon for Monday.
I spoke with my good friend, Kim, last night. She stated to me maybe this is the time to just get mad–It may just be the only way I’ll get through this part. Like ‘wearing black eye-liner and combat boots to my mastectomy’ mad. Time for grace and acceptance later. I seriously think she’s right. I need to get the ‘warrior girl’ inside me involved! SCREW CANCER!!! Basically, I need to get my BITCH on! She mentioned a line from the movie, Dolores Claiborne. I had to look it up.