rave reviews

I had a follow-up appointment with my plastic surgeon yesterday.  She said everything is looking great, and I don’t have to go back to see her for two months.  She gave me the info regarding nipple reconstruction, which she said we can do after three months have passed.  She said she can make a nipple out of existing body tissue, and then tattoo an areola or they can do a 3D tattoo instead.  I told her I’m really unsure about how I want to handle it. I’m not sure I want nipples, because I really like having the option to go braless. But I can also see the benefit of getting the 3D nipples. I’ve seen them, and when done correctly they look incredibly realistic. If I decide to go the 3D route, I will likely travel to New Orleans to get it done by Vinnie Myers because he’s the best.  (There’s no way I’m cheaping out on this. This is huge.) The good news is that there isn’t a rush.  I can give it a lot of thought.  

For now, I’m thinking I’m going to give myself time to heal, and let the scars fade.  I am using New Gel+ strips for my scars, and the results I’ve seen in pics are pretty amazing.  For those interested, New Gel+ is a silicone gel sheet that adheres to the scar.  Silicone gel sheeting has been proven to reduce, flatten, fade, and smooth scars.  A box costs approximately $50, but you can wear the same strip until it disintegrates or no longer sticks.  My PS says they last for at least 2 weeks.  I’ve been wearing one over my port scar for 24 hours and it already feels smoother.  Seriously.  I plan on cutting strips for my breast incisions this weekend. 

My surgeon cleared me to wear underwire bras (yay), so I went to Victoria’s Secret to look around.  I was feeling overwhelmed, and had no idea what size I needed, so I talked to one of the ladies about my situation.  They were so amazingly understanding and helpful.  I got my measurements taken (34D OMFG what?!) and I tried on like 15 bras.  I picked two that I liked: an everyday and a push up.  I tested out the push up bra last night, and it looked and felt good. I was way ready to get it off by the time the night was over, but I’ve always been like that with bras.  Anyway, I bring it up because I was really impressed with the service I received at the store. I’ve heard a lot of negative experiences from ladies trying to find bras post-reconstruction.  I’m happy to say I had a great experience at the Victoria’s Secret at the STL Galleria.  Ask for Bridget. 

stuff that makes me happy

Today is very blah.  It’s rainy, cold, and dreary.  I overslept and I’ve been running around like a crazy person all morning. So, in an effort to improve my mood, I shall make a list of things that make me happy right now.

  • Catching Fire this weekend!!!
  • My jeans are too big and my bra is too small.  That means I’m shopping this weekend.
  • Vacation day tomorrow.
  • The Arctic Monkeys are coming to town in February. ❤
  • I set up a 401(k). It goes into effect Jan 1, 2014. I feel like a grown up now. No more IRA for me.
  • My skin looks amazing.  I love Murad so much.
  • I’m suddenly getting lots of hair compliments again, and when my guy friends tell me my hair looks cute then it must be for real.
  • I’ve read 7 books in November, and there’s definitely time to get in one more.
  • Tonight is date night.

in my head

I want to go back to The Melting Pot soon.

I’m so unmotivated today. I’d rather be home watching The Walking Dead. Gotta get caught up so I can discuss with my TWD peeps.

The book I’m currently reading is actually scaring me, which almost never happens.  The Darkest Lullaby by Jonathan Janz.

Thank god for this mini space heater.  My office is way drafty.

I’m hungry.  I’m ready for leftover chili.  My chili is awesome. Chili and Zwickel are on the menu tonight.

I have so much cleaning to do at home.

I don’t want to go to night court again. Ugh.  Why is it always in north county?

But I’m hoping the night ends in a cuddle fest with the boyfriend. That will make it all worth it.

9 things

This is for Carrie (itsjustcarrie).  I know it belongs on Facebook, but why not here too? (btw, I totally know you already know all of this stuff. what can i say…you know me too well.)

For those that don’t know…here are 9 random things about me. 

1.       I have a “tramp stamp.” It’s a blue butterfly.  I still love it. No regrets. 

2.       I once ignored a doctor’s warning not to drink while taking a certain medication.  I ended up in the hospital, getting a shot in the ass to stop the vomiting. I had the worst hangover ever, and my boyfriend almost broke up with me due to my antics.  You know what though, it was totally worth it.  That night was fucking epic.   #college

3.       If I hadn’t gone to law school, the plan was to get a PhD in English.

4.       While a student at UCSB, I met Jeff Bridges, who is super fucking cool, btw.

5.       I didn’t get my driver’s license until I was 18. 

6.       I am ridiculously shy and socially awkward. 

7.       I worked as an extra for a while out in Los Angeles. I was in a Power Bar commercial that I actually saw on television once. 

8.       I own all the seasons of The Golden Girls on dvd.  Don’t hate.

9.       I’ve read War and Peace.  Let me save you 1265 pages worth of your life…it sucks.  Best work of literature my ass. 

Day 18

I’m thankful for blogging. 

I’ve always been into journaling. I started keeping a diary at a very young age. I kept them all throughout college, until I opened a Livejournal account in March 2004.  I met a lot of really amazing ladies through LJ, particularly from the Nov 2009 babies group. In 2012, I transitioned to Tumblr, where I have met even more amazing people. People who have made my life better.

I can’t imagine living a life where I’m not writing about life. It’s such a great tool for working through feelings and problems.  Plus, it’s just a fun way to keep a record of your life.  I love going back and reading my old journals/blogs. The good, the bad, and the really, really bad (I’m looking at you, 2012).  All of it.   (It’s particularly important to me now that chemo brain has taken it’s toll, and I feel like I can’t remember anything.)