2 more of everything

2 more times at the lab to draw blood. Although the phlebotomists are incredibly nice (they remember me and ask about my kids each week) I won't miss making the weekly trek to the lab, driving around looking for parking, etc. After tomorrow, 2 more infusions. We've gotten things down to quite a science, but I won't miss any of it.

This past weekend we celebrated Talia's 5th bday at "Pump It Up" - a giant warehouse full of bouncy houses, obstacle courses and huge slides. It was so fun. Not just for Talia (who trust me, had the time of her life running around with her good friends) but for all the grown ups too. For those of you who have seen me recently, I have been a limp noodle - such low energy. But on Saturday, I feel like I got a shot of adrenalin and was so into all the activities. I woke up Sunday morning so sore but have had more energy the last few days than I have the last few weeks. My blood counts are still pretty pathetic, but so far I haven't been stopped from having chemo. (knock on wood that continues).

I've been collecting my questions for my oncology appointment on Thursday, getting ready for another wave of information and decisions. We are considering whether to wait a few more weeks for this surgery so I give myself a little break between chemo and the next phase. But we'll know more after meeting with Dr. Guiseppe Ciarvino.

We are also dealing with decisions about my implants. I'm feeling a little dissatisfied with the way my "new" boobs look. There is a lot of rippling and weird shaping from the "bags" of saline (the tissue expanders). I can either do nothing, have gel implants put in instead of the saline ones I have now, or go for a more major surgery to move everything under the muscle instead of where it is now, under the skin only. I am not interested in going through another major surgery and recovery (and neither is Jason!) but we are gathering more info about what's involved in the gel implant procedure and whether it's worth it. I realize that in the grand scheme of things, the way my breasts look is not that important but I have another 50+ years to live with these suckers, I might as well do what I can to make them look decent.

I'm itching to get through the next couple of weeks...