Hey, Muffins,
Hope everyone is doing well and that Allie is having the time of her life in sunny Puerto Rico!:yay:
I let myself off the wagon yesterday and had two glasses of wine. Today, I've had only one--so far anyway.
I'm going through a medical scare related to the reason I wanted to cut back on my drinking and get the hormonally active fat on my tummy to take a hike. I've been having surgeries on my not very healthy breasts since I was twenty and my first tumor was discovered. Now it looks like my troubles are back. I have a highly competent breast surgeon who will see me as soon as she is next in her office which, fortunately, is Friday.
I'm really scared, exhausted and depressed. A good friend of mine is a breast cancer specialist who teaches Harvard Med. She looked at some pathology slides for me about seven years ago and told me that I was putting my life at risk ago by not doing what she would have done if she were me: getting rid of my useless breasts. Maybe she was right. Maybe not. There is a chance that the current changes are nonmalignant.
I'll write more later.
E
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