It is hard to believe that this Saturday will be the one year anniversary of my mastectomy / thyroidectomy. For the past few weeks, I have been constantly reminded of the 17th of November.
There are so many memories...
Multiple surgeons working together.
Seven hour surgery.
Morphine. Spinning and spinning and throwing up.
Bandaged neck that made me feel like I was going to choke.
The bruises. Even in unexpected places.
Noise and smell sensitivities.
The look on my children's faces when they came to the hospital for the first time.
I am having difficulty verbalizing all my feelings about that time.
Will have to write again because there so many more things I want to write.