Massage, massage, massage

Now that I have had surgery on my right breast again, the key to success, according to the plastic surgeon, is massage, massage, massage---all in hopes of keeping any scar tissue from taking over again. So I do. I massage in the shower, I massage before bed, I even massage while driving to work in the morning. I just have to be on the lookout for large SUVs that might come up alongside me....I hope it works this time.

Am I really an extraordinary ordinary hero?

I was taken by surprise a few weeks back when my niece's daughter called me at work. She told me she'd chosen to write a school essay about me, in which they had to choose someone they considered their hero to write about. She chose me. I couldn't believe it. I was really taken aback. We don't see Carly often. They live in New Jersey, not far from where my daughter goes to college. Maybe we're there once a year now, but we talk often on the phone and Skype when we can.
She only wanted to read the essay to me over the phone. It brought tears to my eyes. It was the sweetest thing ever...
I've copied it here to share with you. Really, all women who have suffered and survived the turbulence of breast cancer are heroes. Remember that as you read this, she's not just talking about me; she's talking about you, too.

My Aunt Valerie... A True Hero

By: Carly Decker

          Not many people my age already know their extraordinary ordinary hero of their life time.  Well, my hero is my Aunt Valerie, a survivor! She overcame breast cancer. My aunt is my hero because she has stayed determined, optimistic, and courageous with her breast cancer treatments. Therefore, her survival has been an inspiration to others!

          Why is my Aunt Valerie courageous? Aunt Valerie experienced five surgeries so far, and is expected to have more. Also, she went through six months of chemotherapy which caused her to feel sick almost every day. Additionally, she shaved all her hair off before the chemo caused it to fall out,and wore wigs in public facing the opinions of those who know her. In conclusion, my Aunt Valerie is a very courageous woman who has experienced very hard times and made it through due to her courage.

          “ Don’t worry, I will get through this,” Aunt Valerie said as she told us for the first time she had breast cancer. She was determined already! Aunt Valerie did what ever it took to improve. She was willing to get as many surgeries as it took to get her body to become better than ever. She even flew cross country because she didn’t want to miss her nieces bat mitzvah , even though doctors didn’t recommend it. She was very determined not to let breast cancer take over her life!

          “Oh, I got my wigs today! Should I be a blonde? Should I be a brunette?” she asked laughingly as she skyped us, showing us how she looked in her new wigs! When my Aunt Valerie called us on the phone telling us she shaved her hair and received the wigs, the first thing she told us  was that she wanted to show us her cool wigs! Also, when we spoke on the phone, she always told us she felt great and then my uncle told us the real deal when she wasn’t around! She feels her mind controls her body. When she thinks she doesn’t feel well, she doesn’t. When she wants to feel better, she believes she has to think it first! Therefore, she continues to think optimistically about how she wants to feel, hoping it will make her cancer improve, and it has!

          Unquestionably, my Aunt Valerie is a survivor of breast cancer. My aunt is my hero because she has stayed determined, optimistic, and courageous with her breast cancer treatments. I am so proud of her that she didn’t give up to a terrible disease. She has taught me never to give up on yourself. I love my aunt very much, and I am so happy to name her my extraordinary ordinary hero!

Coming up for air

I know it's been a long time since I posted. I apologize. December was a hectic month. My daughter came home from college for 4 weeks, we moved to a new home, I had surgery -- again, and we took my daughter and 3 girlfriends toVegas to celebrate her 21st birthday. The move was crazy. All that packing just to unpack. We only moved about a quarter-mile, but it was still a major ordeal.
Then, the surgery, just 4 days after the move. A capsulectomy. It was supposed to be my nipple reconstruction, scheduled for Dec. 27 to get it in while the insurance was still covering 100 percent. No such luck.
My right breast had become hard as a rock, while the left was soft/normal. When I went to see my plastic surgeon, he said there was no way he could do the nipples until we fixed the breast. After a sonogram to determine whether it was fluid (it wasn't), the only other possibility was a buildup of scar tissue.
So, on Dec. 27 I underwent general anesthesia for the 4th time in 2010. The doctor went into the same incision, and according to him, had to scrape a lot of scar tissue out, more than he'd thought....it seems it's always a bigger job with me than anticipated.
Bless his heart, he put some type of medicine in the breast to keep the pain down. It wasn't that bad. A week of recovery, back to work a few days and then off to Vegas. I must be crazy. But we'd promised Lauren that since she was young.
And the girls had a blast! Who wouldn't at 21 in Vegas? Me, I tried my best to do as much as possible. But my strength wasn't completely back yet, though I think I did pretty well.
My legs and feet were killing me from all the packing, etc. but hey, I've been through worse. It was worth it to see the faces on those girls!