"...that the Lord hath made. I will rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118:24
This is the day before surgery. The day before the day that could alter the course of my life. After waiting an additional week to be sure, of course. This is the day I got my nails painted neon pink.
This is the day I felt a peace. I have felt better today than I have for the past few days. I can feel the prayers!My oncologist is such a wonderful man and was so reassuring today. He didn't feel any lymph node involvement, which is great news, and there is still a chance that I don't have cancer. Oh, and he has yet to say the "c" word. But for now, that's fine with me.
This is the day I had mother and daughter day with my almost 5 year old baby. Her choice of Chick-fil-A for lunch in the mall and fingernail and toenails painted. She went with sparkly turquoise. I, of course, chose hot pink. My new favorite color.
Now, anyone who has had surgery probably knows there are strict rules that you must follow before going into the OR. Today, I am a rebel. I am violating two of the major rules of the OR. No fingernail polish and no make-up. Well, I'm not completely violating them. I left one fingernail not painted, and I am not going to wear full make-up. However, I will be wearing the long-lasting hot pink lipstick that my daughter picked out to match my nails. If it's too much of an issue, they can wipe it off after I'm asleep.
So, tomorrow I will be the one the OR staff is probably complaining and/or laughing about. The poor pale white girl with crazy hair (can't use any hair products), crazy hot pink lipstick and nine hot pink nails. These people know my husband. Sorry, babe. This makes me smile. I need that. I need to be not just another case on the OR table. I need to be more than a number or a file. I am a 32-year-old mother of two, wife of a surgery resident, sister, and daughter that is scared to death she might have cancer. But the pink helps me smile. I got this.
Well, I hope everyone that read my blog yesterday went out and felt of some boobs! Please tell me you did! Please tell me you shared this story with someone else you love that went out and felt of some more boobs!
I better go. Gonna pick up my 28 lb 14 month old while I still can, try to clean up this house a bit, go buy Mother's Day gifts, purchase a supportive sports bra for after surgery and eat a nice meal before my 8:00 p.m. solid food deadline.
This is the day I have felt your prayers. I know I will feel them all tomorrow as well. I got this!
"This is the day that the Lord hath made. I will rejoice and be glad in it." Psalm 118:24
Great post, Krissy. Sending lots of love and hopeful wishes your way...
ReplyDelete-Dane