Dorothy was right. There truly is "no place like home." There is some magical feeling that overcomes a person when they step into their place of residence - at least there should be. I love my home. It's small, tiny even. It's nothing fancy, but it's mine. When I go into the bathroom and open the cabinet, my toothbrush is lying there, waiting to greet me. When I muster the strength to venture into the kitchen and open the cabinet, the cheery red dishes that I chose are there to brighten my day. There is just something relaxing, renewing, and restoring about the places that we hang our hats.
Thank you so much for your prayers for me on Tuesday and thereafter. Let me tell you, Brian and I were so covered in prayer that we felt joy in our hearts as I went into the operating room. We felt peace and rest in the midst of a very serious surgery. And then, the next morning when my doctor came in to see me and he said, "Brian, take your wife home to rest. She looks great!" we knew that people around our city, nation, and world were lifting up our names to our precious Lord. There is something so reassuring about knowing that the Great Physician is holding you in His care.
My surgery was great - my lymph system was cancer free. This is huge! That lowers my recurrence rate in a very significant way and it meant that hopefully I won't suffer from all of the strange complications that come with lymph node removal.
And, the doctors were able to do a skin-sparing mastectomy on both sides, so I'll have a more natural and less scarred result. Again, that's awesome for a 25-year-old newlyweds mental state!
God saw us through this first leg of the journey.
So, now what? I've had strict instructions to sit around for two full weeks. This will be very tough for me because I'm not much of a sitter. But, I've watched more movies than I can even count, and I've clocked more time in PJs than I have since I was an infant. Fortunately, I have a sweet husband who insisted that I have designer sleepwear to make my recovery a little brighter. So, these are the Vera Wang PJs that I've been sporting:
It's hard to find button up jammies that don't look like my grandma, but I can't lift my arms, so they have to be. Again, this is only temporary.
I also have this Nautica Pink Collection Robe to keep me cozy throughout this journey. It's the little things, you know? They seem to make this a little easier. And, Nautica's Pink Collection benefits the Susan G. Komen foundation which funds breast cancer research.
Again, thanks for checking in on me. And, I hope to be highlighting some non-cancer events in my life in no time!