Another month has gone by and I am gaining strength. I saw my breast surgeon this week and she is very happy with my progress (and her handy work). I don’t see her again for a year!
Life is settling down and I’m getting into my new normal. To be honest, it isn’t that different to before, I am just more conscious of when I am over doing things. I allow myself to rest more than I used to.
I am still struggling with getting into shape and I don’t yet recognise myself in the mirror. This is partly because of weight gain from treatment and partly because of my hair. I definitely have ‘chemo curls’, they are so tight and crazy. I look like a Cavoodle but I kind of like it.
In some ways this whole thing just feels like a bad dream. Like one of those times you ask yourself what just happened. It’s a bit of a blur.
Sometimes it takes a while to register all that you have been through. Perhaps that is where I am at now. I find myself randomly thinking about when I was in hospital or when I was told my diagnosis. I am still processing.
It’s got me wondering though…….. surely I could claim professional development points for this??!! 🤣
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The BooBee Journey 