All my life, up to about 40 years old when menopause decided to wreak havoc on my body, I was always thin. I ate like a truck driver, but the metabolism of youth kept me under 130 pounds. If you would’ve told me the number on the scale would start with a 2 one day, I would’ve told you that you have clearly lost your damn mind. Then, last summer, both the first AND second number on the scale was 2. Not only was my weight out of control, but I developed what is referred to as an “apron belly”. This should not be confused with a FUPA. If you know, you know.
Needless to say, I was not pleased with myself. My feet and knees hurt, I didn’t feel cute in my clothes, and I hated to idea of putting on a bathing suit. I started moving a little more and bought a Pilates reformer. I definitely haven’t been diligent, but something is better than nothing. When I started back to school, I also went back on my ADHD medication which eliminates my food cravings. I managed to lose 35 pounds but the belly was still not what I wanted it to be. I started considering having a tummy tuck, but the $20,000 price tag was a little steep for a cosmetic procedure. I was resigned to living with a smooshy little belly flap that loved nothing more but to keep my pants from lying flat in the front.
Then Stage 1 Invasive Ductal Carcinoma of the left breast entered the chat. Unfortunately, this is not my first experience with cancer. It’s not even my first experience with breast cancer. But it’s going to be fine. This is fine.
I’ve met with the surgeons. Well, two of them. I’m told there will be four surgeons in all and about 8 hours of surgery for my double mastectomy and immediate DIEP flap reconstruction. Basically, both breasts will be removed and fat and blood supply from my lower abdomen will be used to rebuild and restore my boobs to all of their D-cup glory. I won’t have any nipples but I’m getting that tummy tuck I wanted… and, thanks to the Women’s Health and Cancer Rights Act, it will be covered by insurance!
So… thank you, cancer?
Until next time… tight lines and happy minds!!!
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