Here We Go Again
I had my appointment with the breast surgeon today. Nothing real surprising, except that in the time since most of the tissue was removed a little less than 3 weeks ago, the damn thing has grown again to almost the same size. So any hope I had of hearing that maybe I didn’t need to do it at all or maybe I had some time before having to get cut on again flew out the window.
So I am going next Wednesday. Fun. I was ok until the nurse told me that I couldn’t lift anything over 10 pounds for two weeks. I said “That might be a problem, because I have a toddler.” That was when I started to cry. How am I going to make it two weeks without lifting Bridget? I am not, that’s the simple fact. So am I going to make myself worse?
I can honestly say that I am at a loss as to how I’m going to do this, take care of Bridget and the house and all the other crap in my life. But regardless, the phyllodes bitch is coming out next week. As hard as this is going to be, I can’t go through this every time the damn thing comes back.
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Oh honey. I am so sorry. I wish I was there to help out. You will make it through because this is better than the alternative. Think of the coddling you can demand - chocolate! cupcakes!
Oh geez. I remember I broke down in tears when they had to admit me and take out my gall bladder. They told me I couldn’t lift anything for two weeks. I had a 14 month old. How can you not lift her?
I feel for you. You’ll get through it.
My thoughts are with you.
Sorry to hear the saga continues - I’ll be thinking of you
- Lorna
Even toddlers are very intuitive. Bridget may not be as demanding about being picked up if she knows it can hurt you. Get a couple of light-weight stools around the house that she can use for the times you normally lift her (bath time, kitchen, etc.).
I honestly feel for you, my dear, and I certainly will hope that after this surgery, it’ll be a very, very long time before it’s needed again, if ever.
I’m really sorry that sucks SO much. If flying was more affordable (and also if I didn’t have a 3 week old that clings to my breast every 3 hours) I’d totally fly over and help you out.
There must be someone who can help you get through this time. Will mom’s day out be of help?
You sound so frustrated! Wish I could help.
I don’t have a child so I can’t imagine what it’s like, but your health is of the utmost importance. Just try to be gentle on yourself. You’re in my thoughts as well.
I’m so sorry that this is happening; I do hope that once it’s out this next time you won’t need more surgery!!
Whenever you get the urge to lift her, maybe you could have her just climb up on your lap maybe? And she could snuggle with you that way.