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T-401 days–10/12/12–Wig Shopping & Surprises

Modern wigs on display.

Modern wigs on display. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hairbangers Ball 6

Hairbangers Ball 6 (Photo credit: alansheaven)

On this day I met with my surgeon to find out the facts and lay the groundwork before my surgery.  I love my surgeon.  She is pretty and petite and looks smart.  The looking smart being the most important.  I told her that I didn’t want to have to battle breast cancer every few years for the rest of my life and if to prevent that meant I should get a masectomy then that is what I would do.  She reassured me that with my stage 1 cancer that the survival rate for lumpectomy was just as good as the masectomy.

Now it was time to make a decision on how to proceed; at this meeting we were supposed to have the genetic results in hand but we didn’t.   So do we proceed on with the surgery or wait for the results?  I asked her what she thought; she said that she believed we needed to treat what we knew which was the cancer.  I was very frustrated that there might be a small possibility that I would potentially to have surgery twice; once is enough, but I knew she was right so that is what we did.  I felt very reassured after meeting with her and knew that she would use her skillful and pretty hands on me Wednesday.

Travis and I had some time before we were going to stop by and say hello to my Nurse Angel Karen.  So what does a cancer patient do when they have time to kill?  They go wig shopping of course.  There I sat in this nice room with mannequins all over the place with wigs on their head, as if they were all staring at me and saying “pick me! pick me!”  So there I was with every color and length imaginable to choose from; should I be a blonde, or a redhead now?  The first wig was placed on my head and I looked in the mirror and……… was terrible,  I looked like I had just stepped out of a hair band rocker video.  The next one I resembled a lion, the next a tranny on a bad hair day and then finally we came upon one that had hope.  I thought that I actually looked pretty and loved how long it was; perfect for the wedding.  I walked away with a cute hat instead of a wig, wasn’t ready to say “I do” to the wig quite yet.

Off we then went to see my Nurse Angel Karen; every time I see her I get excited and calm simultaneously.  As she opened the door another lady was standing next to her, Nurse Angel Sharon!  The very first person I spoke to after my diagnosis!  We hugged and hugged, I couldn’t believe I was meeting her, what an awesome surprise!  The geneticist Kristin decided she wanted to come and sit with us in a room as well.  Travis asked if we were having an intervention; funny.  So there we all were; my 2 nurse angels, my geneticist and Travis and I around this big table.  They were all looking at me with eager eyes and smiling faces so I began to tell them about the day with my surgeon and the wigs and they all said that I looked great.  Nurse Karen in particular noted how I looked so much more relaxed and at ease since the first time she met me….amazing what time can do.  After I was done catching everyone up on my cancer antics; the geneticist says she has the results…………….my heart dropped, I wasn’t expecting this, I thought they weren’t ready, then my heart dropped again when I thought “this is why they are doing an intervention, because they are going to tell me I’m positive!”.  My racing thoughts were broken when I heard in a calm voice “your negative”.  I’m not sure what I did next; yelled, jumped, hugged, definitely smiled.  I felt on top of the world.  It was the best I had felt since the day I received that call on September 18th.  Time to Celebrate!