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Stitches and Sleep

September 26, 2017

The Hubs

Thursday was Mike’s procedure and I would have updated you sooner, but honestly, it was a really long day and the only thing that the two of us did for the next three days was rest, and by rest, I mean sleep with a little bit of eating thrown in there. I may have overdone so went back to the narcotics for sleep, and Mike was sent home with his own med cocktail. I feel like we lost three days of life just sleeping.

On Thursday, we had to arrive at the hospital at 11:30 am for a 1:30 pm procedure.

The surgeon had two surgeries before Mike’s and they both had some unexpected complications (those patients are fine, we did ask), so the surgeon was running behind and Mike’s 1:30 pm surgery began after 5:00 pm. It was a really long day and we got home at 9:00 pm.

When Mike was finally moved from the waiting room back to prepare for surgery, they rolled a recliner in for me to sit in!! They even brought me a warm blanket! It was FREEZING in there!!


Okay, back to Mike.


(Okay, I know I said back to Mike, but we were in that room for over 2 hours, so I was delighted to be in a recliner with a warm blanket and Mike was napping. It was kinda like home, without the snacks. You can’t eat before surgery, and I was being polite and waiting for his surgery to start before I ate any of my snacks that I packed!! During Mike’s surgery, they took me to a waiting room that they don’t use often where I again, could sit in a recliner! The folks at KU Med are awesome! I reclined, enjoyed a coffee and my snacks.)

Okay, for realzzz…Mike.

The surgeon had decided that he would take a small layer of muscle (after the MOHS procedure last week) to send off to test to see if the cancer had spread and then he stitched Mike up, so no skin graft. Yay!! Mike’s shoulder will be tight for a while and sore where they took out the small amount of muscle, but we are very happy that he did not need the skin graft.

We will get results on the muscle that was sent in for testing in a week or so.

Now we just wait and hope that the test shows that the cancer did not spread and be happy that he was able to stitch him up and not do a skin graft!



Those first two weeks after my surgery, I was surprised and encouraged at how well I was feeling each day.

The last week and a half hasn’t been so great. I have a burning sensation throughout my chest that won’t go away (unless I take a muscle relaxer and a pain pill, and I hate how groggy those make me feel) and now I have some random shooting pains in my chest. I despise the tissue expanders and every time I stand, everything in my chest area hurts. The most comfortable position is to sit and do nothing, or to simply hold one boob in each hand when I walk.

It’s hard to do dishes, laundry, pee or drive while holding both of your fake boobs.

Friday, I went to a speciality bra shop for Mastectomy patients and bought two new bras, but they don’t feel much better than anything I already had.

Today I went to Target and bought two bra’s that are better than the ones that I bought on Friday, but they still don’t feel amazing.

I seem to feel my best (happiest) when I’m busy because keeping busy keeps my mind off of feeling uncomfortable.

I also find myself exhausted quickly, then frustrated.

There is this fine line between resting, and working a daily routine back in slowly. I either feel like I’m doing nothing (I hate that feeling) or like I’ve done too much.

I can’t seem to find where I cross the line.

I know this is all a part of healing, but I’m beginning to feel impatient and frustrated.

I’m unclear if the pain that I am feeling will feel this way until my surgery in December, or if this is all temporary?

I’m working with the doc to try a combo of drugs that does not include the narcotics. Narcotics are not my friend, I guess.


Maybe Later?

I joined a Facebook group all about DIEP Flap and now I’ve decided to leave the group. I’m having that surgery in December and I was looking for some support from others that have had the surgery.

There is a lot of great advice, but there are also a lot of stories of women struggling with complications and I don’t think those are the stories that I want to hear right now, so I’ve decided that’s not the place for me. Besides, I was becoming obsessed with reading the post and starting to feel anxious about my decisions instead of confident. I need to feel confident right now.



I was supposed to have an appointment with the oncologist tomorrow to get results back from the Onco test DX to determine if I need chemo or not, and they called on Friday to tell me that they don’t have those result yet, so they have cancelled my appointment.

Waiting sucks. 

I’m not in a great mood about cancer right now. Can you tell?

I hate to write Debbie Downer post. Sorry.

I’m cranky.


Let me end this post with Mike got stitches and did not have a skin graft. Yay!!

I am doing Yoga (light Yoga)  and walking slowly on the treadmill.

I am going to my girlfriends farm tomorrow for a couple of nights where we would typically drink beer, sit by the fire and ride 4 wheelers.

This trip I will be relaxing, sitting by the fire and enjoying my friends. I will not be 4 wheeling.

(Remember a few years back when I went to the farm, rode 4 wheelers, fell off and broke my collar bone? Ahhh…the good old days.)

I’ll check back in a few days.


This arrived from my Meal Train on Wednesday night and it was awesome!!

Stuffed Spaghetti Squash and Green Bean Salad. I’ve requested the recipes. Both really good!

Thank you Stacey!!


This arrived from the Meal Train tonight!

Slow Cooker Apple Bacon BBQ Pulled Pork from Emilybites Blog

Thank you Niki! This was delicious!!


Hugs to you all!!

I’m looking forward to time with friends.

2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

B.C. – A.D.

September 20, 2017

Before Cancer/After Diagnosis, but I must say, I’m all Jesusy lately. I don’t talk about prayer or church or religion much here on the blog because believe it or not, I do have some things in my life that I don’t talk about here on the blog, or even in person a whole lot. Surprise, I know. 

That being said, I do believe in the power of prayer. I’ve always been one to pray a lot, I have always had a strong faith in God, and I thank all of you that do pray and that have said prayers for me and my family, and I truly appreciate them, and I feel them.

If you don’t pray, but believe in sending good vibes, I believe in those too and I appreciate them and feel them too!

I think it’s really about positive thoughts, good karma and doing what works for YOU to be happy with your life. 

That being said…today’s blog post is all B.C. A good old fashioned blog post like I did before cancer.

I had a great day!

It was a Tuesday, and I don’t typically work on Tuesday’s, so I planned out how I would fill my day and it was just what I needed.

I spent the morning having coffee on the deck, then I curled up in one of my favorite chairs and sipped on more coffee all morning while I read emails, read over my Weight Watcher work emails, looked at Pinterest and wrote my blog post for the day.

I got dressed and headed out for a walk with my friend Becky in the afternoon. It was just over a mile and it was slow, but it was a walk and it felt great.

A girlfriend came over when she got off work and we got all caught up. She brought me the cutest t-shirt too!

I had a gift card to Panera from a neighbor, so I went and picked up dinner for Mike and I.

After dinner I took a long shower, then did a great Yoga practice. This helps with a great nights sleep!

I did not count SmartPoints for the day, but I was pleased with my food choices.

I got my water in, however I got a late start, so lot’s of potty trips late in the day.

I didn’t take any Advil or Tylenol, but I did take Benadryl for a good nights sleep last night. It worked just fine.

It really was the perfect day!

I hope you all had a fantastic Tuesday!!

Happy Hump Day!!

Here are yesterday’s eats….



I didn’t feel like cooking, but wanted something sweet.

These Larabars are perfect for those mornings and they are only made of fruit and nuts. No added sugar. I also had a banana.



Boring but nutritious and all foods that I like and happened to have, thanks to my short visit to the grocery store the other day.

Rotisserie Chicken, Bell Peppers and Carrots, Strawberries, Trader Joe’s Dried Apples (no added sugar, apples only) with Trader Joe’s No Salt Almond Butter (almonds and cashews are the only ingredients).



A neighbor dropped off a sweet card the other day and included a Panera gift card! I have the best neighbors!

We have a Panera close, but never think to go there. We will be going back!

Mike ordered a Chicken sandwich.

I ordered the Club Salad.


I skipped the dressing, but did end of topping this with Salsa


Panera Autumn Squash Soup

Because I love Pumpkin, I had to give this a try. I don’t know all of the ingredients, but on the Panera website, it does say that the their Squash Soup has Butternut Squash AND Pumpkin in it!

This was delicious!!

I did look up the SmartPoints, and 1 cup = 11 SmartPoints.


2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)


I didn’t even have any stressful situations yesterday, but this made me giggle.

“love the life you live, live the life you love”


September 19, 2017

I’m feeling very lost in my Weight Watcher Membership, my role as a Weight Watcher Leader and my reality of being a Patient right now. I knew this part of things would get to me at some point, I just wasn’t sure when. Well, that’s happening now.

I have some new followers, so just a brief update. Brief, I swear.

My goal weight is 160. I’m comfortable there, but it is difficult for me to maintain. My weight for about the last three years (or more) has been around 170. 172 to be exact. The doc say’s I’m super healthy and if I like 172, I’m good. I do feel good at that weight physically and mentally and had come to accept it. I eat a pretty clean diet, I’m active and I feel that my mind is in a good place. I feel confident in my role as a leader and as a member at 172.

Since life picked up in the stress department and “me time” became limited, I have not handled my stress as well as I had been in recent past. I wasn’t walking when I should have been to reduce stress (some of that was actually finding time and some of that was making excuses….really bad old habit!), I was eating larger portions as a way of comfort when I know better and I was making food choices that left me feeling sluggish and added pounds.

My comfort level of 172 is now an uncomfortable 182.

When first meeting with my plastic surgeon (and my weight being up), he took a look at my belly and told me that my body would be great for this surgery and  recommended staying at my current body weight. We briefly talked about my weight and my feelings on it.

If I had just gained weight in my belly, that would be awesome for the upcoming surgery, but I see it in my butt, my thighs and my arms and I feel it head to toe. 

I am looking forward to being back to work for the months of October and November and I have yet to put on pants other than stretchy jeans or sweats and yoga pants. I don’t want to lead a WW meeting feeling unhappy with my weight. Ugh.

So, I’m all over in my head as how to approach these few months before that surgery. Go back to 172, feel better and settle for smaller breast in the end sounds like the smart thing to do and that is what my gut is telling me to do.

Counting points to get these pounds off while going through all the crap life seems to be tossing us right now sounds like something I should do, but not sure I would actually commit to doing right now.

I’m torn, and really just venting my thoughts here. Not sure how to handle it all. Bogging always helps me to sort it all out, so I’m sure I’ll be telling you how I’ve decided to handle things in a post tomorrow. Ahhhh…..the therapy of a blog.


In other news…..

I feel like the old couple that either spends all of their time talking about their aches and pains or spends all of their time driving each other to doctors appointments.

Look at how cute he is and that smile, and this was at his appointment!

Me? I’m just like…”Here we are again, in a waiting room listening to some dumb TV show.”


Yesterday, my appointment was first.

Visually, to the doc, everything seems to be healing really well.

I debated whether to have more saline filled into my tissue expanders yesterday or not. She is talking me through decisions but leaving them up to me, which I really appreciate. At least I think that’s what happening. You’ve gathered by now that I ask a gazillion questions. These tissue expanders feel so heavy and everything feels so uncomfortable. Getting out of bed or standing from a sitting position is not pleasant. Walking doesn’t feel great. I feel like I want to hold on to them and press on them to hold everything still.

Not only is the weight of them uncomfortable, but my nerves are alive on my insides and it feels like there is a small fire inside. As I walked in for my appointment, the thought of adding more saline sounded like a terrible idea!

She said that the nerve issue can be common and that we can try some medication to help with that, but there are side effects. I told her to give me another week and see if it improves. It is still such a strange sensation to feel nothing on the outside (like the needle they insert for the saline fill) but to feel so much tingling and burning on the inside!

We debated taking some fluid out because of how heavy they feel, or leaving them where they are for now and me adjusting to what they feel like, or adding more saline to fill the tissue expanders more so they don’t jostle around so much when I first stand up.

We decided to add more.

Today, everything feels about the same.

For three nights in a row, I took a pain pill and a muscle relaxer so I could sleep. Last night, I only took Advil PM, and honestly, I can’t tell much difference. Trying to wean off the meds.


Now for Mike….

He had a MOHS procedure (Thanks again readers, for telling me what that procedure is called! You are some smart people!!) last week. They wanted him to take that procedure one step further to make sure that all of the cancer was out of his shoulder, referred him to an Orthopedic Oncologist and sent him home with a gaping hole in the top of his shoulder, which we both refused to change the bandages on here at home. Well, out of necessity, we both have now done that together quite successfully a few times.

We’re becoming professionals at gross stuff like open wounds and post surgery drains!!

He went in yesterday to see the Orthopedic Oncologist.

The doc explained that this type of skin cancer has a very small risk of spreading, so that’s good. However, the hole is so large where they did the MOHS, he now has to have a skin graft (skin from his thigh) to fix the hole! He will then carry around a Wound Vac for about 5 days to help with the healing of his shoulder.

He is so excited!!! (Someone MUST design a sarcasm font!!)

That is scheduled at the hospital on Thursday. Outpatient, I’m the driver. 

They of course will also do any further testing on the skin cancer.


In a Nutshell

We both have our diagnosed cancer out of our bodies, (we think) and now we’re just trying to prevent infection and make things look pretty.

He will always have a big dent in his shoulder.

I get a tummy tuck and new boobs.

Not a lot can gross either of us out, for now.



I’m not a big shopper. I mean, I love clothes and all, but I just have never been much of a shopper. I think I have more fun looking through my closet and seeing how I can make really old clothes look like an outfit.

That being said, I do like new things on occasion.

Look what I bought on my phone  while sitting in the Healing Chair! I can’t wait for it to get here!

Super cute, huh? I think I bought it because eventually I will be able to wear tops with no wide sports bra straps, but pretty bras with slim straps, or even no bra at all!

I’ve never been able to do that.


I also bought this. I was invited to a CABI party this week, and I don’t think I’ll go, but I always buy at least one item.


I haven’t bought this one yet, but the day is young….

Yesterday’s eats…..


One of my fav’s.

Sweet Potato Hash with Bell Peppers and Onions, topped with Eggs and Avocado and Trader Joe’s Everything But the Bagel Seasoning



This Pot Roast was our first Meal Train delivery and there was plenty to freeze!


Perfect for dinner last night!



Okay, I’ve had two pots of coffee, no water and I promised myself a one mile walk today along with my Yoga.

Happy Tuesday my friends!


2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

Pj’s, Pizza and Pillow Time

September 18, 2017

The pj, pizza party with some girlfriends Saturday night was just what I needed!

I had two slices of pizza, drank lots of water and sipped on my hot tea. We each had our own blanket, curled up for some girly chat, then watched a silly chick flick. It wasn’t a great movie, but it was a great night with friends and I was home and in bed by 10:30.

I slept for almost 11 hours!! I did end up taking one muscle relaxer and one pain pill before bed. I needed sleep and I finally got some. I’m glad to be back in my bed, but sleeping is still at an incline, with pillows in each armpit and a neck pillow around my neck. I’m typically a side to side, side to back, back to side sleeper, so it’s been weird to be only sleeping on my back, but I’m getting used to it.

When I got out of bed on Sunday, it was almost 10:30. I hopped in the shower and Mike brought me up a cup of coffee. (Like, I didn’t even ask for it!! I love that guy.) I wanted to shower, put on a little makeup, give my hair some attention and put on clothes for the day. I’d made up my mind that I would keep myself busy, get out of the house and try not to think about how uncomfortable I was feeling.

I did Yoga after my shower and that helped with my mood.

Our daughter Anne, that lives in Oklahoma (and her hubby and kids) was in town and she came by with the new baby, her daughter, and Kate’s daughter for a short visit on Sunday afternoon. Would you believe that I didn’t take ONE picture of the baby? Dang it! You already know that he is adorable, but babies change so quickly! 

I did however snap a pic of these two munching on their apples.

After our visit, I headed to the grocery store just for something to do. It was my first grocery trip since surgery. Well, and I had cleaned out the fridge and realized we really do have zero groceries.

Mike suggested dinner out after I came home from the grocery store with pretty much nothing. Nothing really sounds good.I bought a bunch of fruit and a rotisserie chicken. I think I’ve burned Mike out on rotisserie chickens. By the time we got home from dinner, I was ready for bed. It was 8:30. Really? It felt like such a long and productive day.

I’ve been trying to make better food choices the last couple of days, and my body does feel my better choices. I continue to drink a lot of water (80-100 ounces a day) and that always makes me feel good.

I really need to avoid sugar and dairy. Those two things just don’t make me feel super at all. Sluggish and achy is how they make me feel.

Here are just a few things I’ve had the last few days.

This is always a great snack, I just need to keep my portions small. Raw nuts with Dried Cranberries sweetened with Apple Juice. I find these cranberries at Whole Foods. Goes great with hot tea or a Pumpkin Spice flavored coffee!


I love to make the Big Ass Waffle batter and if I’m not feeling up to getting the waffle maker out, I’ll do pancakes.

Love these! I topped them with a little Apple Butter, 1 T Pure Maple Syrup, 2 slices crumbled Sugar Free Bacon (Wellshire brand, found at Whole Foods)  and a few raw Walnuts.


A simple favorite? A skillet of potatoes, onions and sausage.

I like to keep cooked potatoes in the fridge. Makes for a handy and quick meal with meat or eggs or both! Diced veggies in the skillet are yummy too, but our fridge has been bare lately!

This is a diced white sweet potato, organic Italian Chicken Sausage and Red Onion. Great quick lunch.


The next day, the leftovers made for a great breakfast topped with eggs.


This was lunch on Sunday. The crust is super thin, there is not a lot of cheese on them, and like I said, our options were limited since the fridge was bare.

One of these was 10 SmartPoints for 1/2 the pizza, and the other one was 12 SmartPoints for 1/2 the pizza. Now I can’t remember which is which. These make a great little appetizer for a girls night. Cut them up into little 2″ squares? Yum.


I guess it’s the dairy, because i still had a bit of a stomach ache after I ate lunch.

I had an apple and a clementine along with my pizza.


Mike and I decided on Mexican for our dinner out Sunday. I feel like 8 out of 10 times, when we eat out, we both want Mexican food. I typically go for Fajita’s, no beans, no rice, no cheese, corn tortilla’s, extra avocado or guac. I’d eat veggies, guac and meat (shrimp, chicken or steak) just about any day.

Last Night I ordered the Shrimp Taco’s (no cheese, no beans) on corn tortilla’s. I scooped most of my rice onto Mike’s plate and had a few chips. Rinsed it all down with about 5 glasses of water. Sometimes it’s easier if I just order two glasses of water. I drink a lot of water when we eat out.

Often I will preface my order with….”I sound complicated, but I swear I’m not, and I’m really polite.” Then I politely order my complicated meal.

It was perfect. 

Okay, Mike and I are out the door as we both have doctor’s appointments today.

We are all of a sudden that old couple that spends their days either at the doctors office, or talking about going to the doctors office!!!

2017 Goals

Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

Meet My New Friends

September 16, 2017

I’ve spent the last three days at home and super uncomfortable. I still don’t feel great but I have GOT to get out of this house, so I’m going to a friends house for a pajama party with friends and pizza for dinner. I’m looking forward to my evening!

I love how many of you have reached out to me recently and I so appreciate it. I do feel that I have new friends, and as some of you have said…..Even though we have never met, I feel like I know you too! I recognize your name when you comment regularly, and I feel a relationship building.

During the last several weeks, I have been seeking out cancer blogs and support through social media. It’s a way for me to find people that understand what I am going through without actually going to a support group. I’m beginning to look into that though. Remember, I’m a talker. I need to talk! I’m starting to feel the need of support of other people with cancer. 

I haven’t felt the need for that until just recently. Before, I just knew that I had cancer. No radiation, no chemo. Just appointments and scans and information. I felt fine. Now, things are different. I look different. I feel different. I want to talk to more people that have been in my shoes or are wearing my shoes right now. (That’s such a weird saying. Nobody can wear my shoes if I have them on. Okay, I spent most of Thursday and Friday really bummed and a lot of the day crying. Today I think I’m just down right funny. Like…..I have been talking to myself and my dog all day long, and laughing. For realz. Had to make up for some lost time.)


Meet my new friend, Trine. She recently wrote a great blog post titled The Best Do’s and a Big Don’t for Friends of Cancer Patients. She has been very inspiring to me. She had a single mastectomy with no reconstructive surgery. I’ve never met Trine. She doesn’t even know that I exist, but she is my new friend and I love her. She is young. She has cancer. She is very brave. She is honest. She is fighting. She is very interesting and I hope to meet her one day. Go read her blog and be inspired to be happy, no matter what you’re day may bring. You can also follow her on her Instagram, trineamazon

Check out my other new friend, Lindsay. She wrote a blog post titled….Dear Cancer Patient I Ever Took Care of. I’m Sorry I Didn’t Get It. Lindsay is an oncology nurse, now in her own cancer battle. Her post reminded me of my conversation with my oncologist. She doesn’t know me either, but I do have a better chance of meeting her. She lives here locally and I received an invitation from a friend to go to a Cancer Survivorship Breakfast where Lindsay will be speaking in October. I plan to be there!

It’s been a rough few days, but I found my sense of humor and it helped today be a better day.

Yoga and clean eating helped too. I really wanna drink with the girls, but maybe I’ll just pop a few muscle relaxers and take my hot tea with me. Kidding. Kidding. Everybody calm down.

I’m taking my water bottle and my hot tea.


2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

My Temporary Boobs

September 15, 2017

On Wednesday, I went in for my post mastectomy appointments.  13 days after surgery, and I drove myself. Yay, freedom.

One appointment with the breast surgeon, one with the plastic surgeon.

First I met with the breast surgeon where we talked about how good of a decision it was for me to go wth the double mastectomy considering the test results after surgery. I agreed that I was glad that I’d gone with my gut and that I was surprised at how little pain I felt post surgery. (Really, they take all of the nerves with the breast tissue, so the breast skin is numb. It’s super weird and I don’t like the numb feeling. I’m told that over years, some of the skin nerves may grow and there could be some feeing at some point. This is one piece of information that I didn’t know until a few days before surgery. It wouldn’t have changed anything, but I just didn’t know, and it is really a strange sensation.) Going into this appointment, there was a little pain where the tissue expanders rest on the chest wall and a little pain where the lymph nodes were removed, but not bad. More uncomfortable than painful. Extra Strength Tylenol is taking care of it.

For my particular cancer, I had a Skin Sparing Double Mastectomy, where the breast surgeon removes the nipples, very little skin surrounding the nipples and the breast tissue. She also removed 4 lymph nodes of the left side (where the tumor was) for testing. Those came back fine.

After the breast surgeon is done with her part of the surgery, the plastic surgeon inserts the tissue expanders to be filled with a small amount saline (170 cc’s in each breast for me. I didn’t even know that until Wednesday!), and then you are done. More saline is added after surgery at intervals. The amount of saline that will be added before my DIEP Flap surgery (belly tissue put into my boobs!) in December has yet to be determined. It will depend on the size of my belly tissue.

“A DIEP flap is a type of breast reconstruction in which blood vessels called deep inferior epigastric perforators (DIEP), as well as the skin and fat connected to them, are removed from the lower abdomen and transferred to the chest to reconstruct a breast after mastectomy without the sacrifice of any of the abdominal muscles.”


Basically, I’m getting a tummy tuck and they’re making me boobs with my own tissue. Weird. Fascinating. Scary. Back to weird.

After my appointment with the breast surgeon, I walked across the parking lot to see the plastic surgeon. I wasn’t sure what to expect from this appointment.


I patiently waited to find out if I would be able to have the drains removed. As I looked down at them, I also noticed my belly. 


After the exam began, it was confirmed that I could have the drains removed! Yay!!

I was so looking forward to having the drains removed, I hadn’t put much thought into the fact that I was also going to get a saline fill!

This is a perfect diagram of what’s going on with me right now! I do however have a vertical scar, not a horizontal one.

Tissue expander. skin. then a needle inserted into it and that is how the saline goes into the tissue expander at the interval appointments! Crazy shit, right?


This is a tissue expander. There is a magnet in that circle so they can locate where to put the needle to add the saline.


It kind of freaks me out that there are two of these inside of my body right now. I don’t know why. It just does. Having something put inside of my chest is one of the reasons that I don’t want implants. Another part of me finds the whole thing fascinating. These will be inside of me until December, where they will then remove them and put my belly up there. Again. Weird. Fascinating. Scary. Back to weird.

This is me. All bandages removed and my skin can breathe! The nurse was searching for the magnet so she could insert the saline.


Filling the syringe. Three for each breast with 60 cc’s in each. This means that I am going home with 330 cc’s in each breast. Much more than I realized I would have.


I looked down surprised to see a boob growing. I thought each appointment would just be a small amount. But honestly, this is called a tissue expander so your skin can slowly be stretched. I had skin sparing surgery, so I have more skin than I will need in the end. It was decided that I will only have one more fill, then I’ll just have to be patient and what until December for my surgery.

I left my appointment feeling really pleased and ready for the next steps. It was Wednesday, so I went out to the Food Truck, where I have worked on Wednesday’s for the past five years, to say Hi to my girls and to have a burger. My Plastic Surgeon did recommend that I not loose any weight before my DIEP Flap surgery! He wants enough tissue to be able to make two nice boobs with.

Lunch was delicious.


I do miss work. Working at the Food Truck and working at WW, but I should be back to working for the month of October, November and the beginning of December without any problems.

I was feeling great! Tubes out, some nice sized temporary boobs and ready to move forward and heal from this surgery and plan for the next one.

I went home to give them a better look. This face is a combination of…..they don’t look as good as I thought they did when I left the office. I can’t believe I have breast cancer. Or did I have breast cancer. I guess I don’t have it anymore. I had it and felt fine. Now it’s out of me and I’m an emotional mess today.


Then the burning in my chest started and 330 cc’s of saline felt like about 5 pounds each. Everything started to hurt. I took my first shower drain and bandage free on Wednesday night and as I looked down, I started bawling. It’s really only the second time I’ve cried like that. They looked awful. They were sore, My nerves inside are starting to tingle, but really more of a sting, and I just started crying. I wasn’t crying from pain, just emotional. 

I got out of the shower and put on a soft cami. I’ve never worn one of these without a bra!

This won’t be awful for now, but everything is very bumpy.


This is what it looks like underneath.


I went to my exercise room and did my lymphedema exercises, then searched Youtube for Post Mastectomy Yoga! There was a lot! I found one I liked, then cried all the way through that. 


I know that this is not what I will look like forever, although three months feels like forever right now. I also know that I trust my plastic surgeon. This is all temporary and I need to really focus on the fact that the cancer is out of me and that I am alive and that I am healthy, but I would be lying right now if I said that this doesn’t have me kind of a mess right now. And everything hurts today, so it’s just a sucky day.

So many people have said how strong I am. I do feel like a strong person most days, but I also have my days (cancer or no cancer)  that I feel very emotional. That’s just life.

2017 Goals

Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

Good News!

September 14, 2017

When someone says to you….

“I have bad news and good news. What do you want first?”

I always say give me the bad news first. I wanna walk away remembering the good news, and hopefully it is so good, you put the bad news to the back of your brain and focus on the good.

Here goes….

Bad…but really just more of a bummer

Mike has to wait much longer than anticipated to see the doctor.

Good..but really more like GREAT news!

Our daughter and her family can move back into their home this weekend!

Family and Friends are awesome and so are kids. They all make me want to be a better person.

I got my drain tubes removed yesterday and I got some temporary boobs!


The Bummer Stuff

The dermatologist office called yesterday to tell Mike that he can’t be seen by the new doctor until Monday, and that appointment will be a consultation appointment, then they will schedule an appointment at that time for his next appointment to actually be treated! I blogged about his surgery/procedure (Thanks to my readers to inform me that what he had was called MOHS) in my last post. They sent him home on Tuesday with an open hole in the top of his shoulder basically filled with vaseline and packed with gauze. If interested, you can read the details in my last post, No Doubt, We Are a Pair, He’s a bit bummed and had to cancel his October golf trip that he was really looking forward to. The guy needs a little fun in his life, so admittedly, canceling his golf trip sucks. Waiting for next week to see the doc, sucks too.


Now for all of the Good News!!!

Kate and Shelby

Look who got carpet installed and cabinets delivered yesterday!!! These two and their four kiddos!

They are moving back into their home this weekend. Yay!!!

They truly have been amazing and they have kept a positive attitude through these last six weeks while experiencing their house being flooded two times, losing most of their possessions, living out of bags and boxes from house to house, not sleeping in their own beds, and two temporary moves with a 9 year old, a 4 year old, a 3 year old and a now 4 month old baby!

So many people (family, friends and complete strangers) to thank for physically helping them, contributing funds and items to them, sending prayers their way and always asking about them. I thank you ALL!!


Kind People!

I think about how many times I think about someone and I hope that they are doing well, but I don’t actually take the time to reach out to tell them. I’m going to work really hard on changing that behavior. I want to make people feel as good as they have made me feel. Simply letting people know that you are thinking about them is huge, and I am just now realizing how nice it really is just to know you are being thought of.

I’d like to say thanks right now to all of the family and friends and new acquaintances that have reached out, whether it being a simple text to say….

“I’m thinking about you.”

“I’m at the store. Do you need anything?”

“How do you feel today?”

“Are you up for a visit?”

“I’m thinking about you” means more to me than I ever realized.

When someone I’ve never met comments on the blog to tell me they are thinking about me? Those are complete strangers that take time out of their day to send me happy thoughts. That means a LOT!!

I have been trying really hard to reply to everyone, and if I have missed you, please forgive me but know that I have read every comment on the blog, every comment on the Facebook page, the Instagram page and every text!

To those who have sent flowers and cards. They are all so beautiful and I do NOT have a green thumb at all, but I am really doing a good job of making sure they have water and they are all still so beautiful!! Thank you!!

The cards are awesome and I have read every one of them….twice! Thank you for your words of encouragement!

Here is a text from yesterday that really made me smile!!

Then she brought him over a six pack of beer! Love you Marta!! Thank you for checking in so much and for being such a thoughtful person!!



I have to share a favorite card.

Jordan, my daughter in law, is a school teacher at the Catholic Church up the street.

She has her class make cards (It’s really a book!) for sick people and people going through a rough time.

She brought this to me before surgery. (It’s still funny to see Mrs. Farmer, or hear the neighborhood parents tell me how happy that they are their kid got Mrs. Farmer. I’m Mrs. Farmer!)


Is this the sweetest?


I didn’t include every page. But all of the pages have such great meaning.


LOVE the smiles.


Love it all….



Jordan told me that the kids have to ask for approval before they write a message to the person that the book is going to. Apparently, in the past, one child wrote a message that basically said (paraphrased) “If you fall, just get back up again!” The message was going to a woman who had recently been paralyzed. Thankfully she and her husband had a great sense of humor and appreciated that the class was thinking of them. Whew!!

One kid raised his hand and asked if he could write in the book for me….

“God chose you.”

Jordan told him maybe that wasn’t the best message for this circumstance. We both laughed and she told me that she should have just let them all write what they wanted to because she knew that I would appreciate it, but it still makes for a great story!!

Okay, my drains and boobs need their own blog, so I’ll get started on that ASAP!!

2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

No Doubt, We Are a Pair

September 13, 2017

A few weeks back, I wrote a blog post titled, You’re Probably Not Going to Believe This, then I blogged about how much crazy stuff was continuing to happen in our life and with our family over these last few weeks, months. 

In that post I think I eluded to the fact that there were other things going on too, but no one would likely believe it, so I left it at that.

On that post, I received one my favorite comments ever.

Denise –

“OMG from California! Your life is a miniseries drama that would win an Emmy ! Just remember in six months this will be behind you! Best wishes for your surgery and keep your chin up!”




I actually laughed when I read your comment. I often feel like a bad sitcom, but I’ll take miniseries with an Emmy too!

You are right. We just keep thinking ahead and know that this shall pass.

Chin up!”


So, this next story (my blog about My life as a Weight Watcher has now turned into Story time with Julie) isn’t really meant to be funny, but Mike and I did have a good laugh about it yesterday and he gave me permission to share his story.

Please have your check ups and your physicals and your colonoscopies and all of those preventative appointments. It really can make a difference.

if you find anything irregular in between those check ups or if you aren’t feeling well, have yourself checked out. You’re not being paranoid, you’re just taking care of yourself. I realize there is a fine line between worrying over every little thing and having a true ache or pain or sore checked out, but listen to your gut. It’s usually right. If you truly feel that you need to have something looked at, then schedule an appointment and do so. Better safe than sorry.

Shortly after my cancer diagnosis, Mike decided he needed every ache and pain in his body checked out. Good idea, right? I’m all preachy now about early detection to him and he seems to be listening.

He went to the dermatologist to have a spot on his back looked at.

The dermatologist said…..”That’s nothing to worry about, we can freeze that off, but I’m more concerned about this area on your shoulder. How long has that been there?”

Mike…”Four or five years. Not really sure what that is.”

Well, apparently Mike had a tumor in his shoulder. He knew he had a sore spot, but it represented itself physically as more of a scar? I don’t think I’ve ever even noticed it. It’s on the very top of his shoulder. I’m not sure that I would have had it looked at either had it been on my shoulder.

He had a biopsy and come to find out, Mike has a form of skin cancer. Yep, we are the cancer couple.

The doctor did not seem to be too concerned, but she did order X-rays to look at his chest because this type of cancer (I guess like any cancer) can spread. The x-ray came back last week all clear and good. Yay!

Next step, surgery to remove the tumor with further testing as an outpatient procedure. They even said that Mike could drive himself. No biggie.

Mike’s appointment was at 1:00 pm yesterday, and I decided that since I was feeling good enough to drive myself to my appointment that morning, that I would drive Mike to his appointment since it sounded like he might be there for a while. 

The plan was to remove some tissue, exam it while Mike sat in the surgery waiting room with me (and with an open hole in his shoulder where they removed the tissue!) then call him back into the exam room. They did that. Then they did that a second time to go a bit deeper. Back to the waiting room. Then they did that a third time. Back to the waiting room.

Mike….”This hole is huge! I asked them if i could look at it and they took a picture and showed it to me!”

Me….”Gross! I don’t want to see that!”

At 4:30 p.m. and after three cuts, they had us come back to the exam room. They did not sew him up, but they packed it and wrapped him up tightly and want him to see the Orthopedic Oncologist. The doctor didn’t seem concerned, but she just looks at tissue, and she wants the orthopedic doctor to go one more layer deeper (she doesn’t go that deep) just to be certain that there is no evidence that the cancer has spread. She explained the type of cancer like it has tree roots and she wants to be clear that there are no roots in the muscle or bone. She made it all sound very good, just precautionary. Mike doesn’t seem concerned at all, just more freaked out and somehow fascinated at the silver dollar sized, 1/4″ deep hole in the top of his shoulder that is basically just an open wound that is packed. 

After the doctor stepped out, the nurse explained how we would have to clean it at home if the orthopedic oncologist can’t get him in within the next 48 hours. We both just looked at each other. Um, NO! I explained that we would likely both just gag the whole time and nothing would actually get cleaned or wrapped well at all. Mike asked if he just could come back to the office so they could change out the bandage there and she said sure. Like….please just say that in the first place.

He left with strict instructions to not lift over 10 pounds, not to shower and to not raise his arms above his head. 

Me….Good thing I figured out how to wash my hair at the kitchen sink yesterday! (It’s all about me.)

She also advised him to sleep at a 45 degree angle so the blood would flow downward and prevent throbbing overnight. This geriatric bed is really coming in handy guys!

I drove us home and I was holding the seat belt out away from my chest because I was feeling a bit sore.

Mike was in the passenger side holding his seatbelt out because it was resting on his shoulder.

We just looked at each other and laughed.

Mike…”Do you wanna go home and go for a ride in the convertible? You know, like the good old days?”

Like, seriously……what a couple of dumb asses.

We picked up dinner to take home (we ordered light, cuz ya know, weight limits for both of us to carry shit and all) ate, took meds and climbed into our geriatric bed together.

Today, I’m out the door for my two week follow up appointments with the breast surgeon and the plastic surgeon. I hope to get my remaining two drains out at my follow up so I can take a normal shower.

At least one of us can be clean.

Here’s what I ate yesterday….


Blueberries, Banana, Trader Joe’s Dried Apple Rings, Trader Joe’s Mixed Nut Butter, Toasted Raw Coconut and a sprinkle of Chia Seeds.



Blackened Salmon Caesar Salad, dressing on the side. No cheese or croutons.


Sugar Fail!

Too many of these dang things! They were delicious!

2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

The Oncologist

September 12, 2017

I met with the oncologist this morning.

It all still sounds so strange coming out of my mouth.

I met with the oncologist this morning. Yep, still strange.

I blogged about the fact that we met a few weeks ago, but that’s about all I had to say.

The first half of our appointment a few weeks ago was fine, informative, interesting.

The last half of the appointment a few weeks ago was odd.

He made it very clear to me towards the end of my appointment that he thought that I should not tell many people about my cancer or my surgery. He said that I would be surprised at what people would say to me. Unwanted advice and comments. He basically advised me not to talk about the fact that I had cancer.

I told him that it was too late for that. (so did Mike). I told him that I write a blog and that I tell people when I have a hang nail. It’s just what I do. If they want to read they read, if they don’t want to read, then they don’t read. Pretty simple.

I’m going to blog about my cancer, and I’m going to talk about my cancer. Mr. Oncologist appears to be very young, so perhaps through experience he will learn this advice doesn’t go well with all patients. (Does he need Cancer Support 101? Cancer Support for Dummies?) Not sure. Maybe it’s me

I told him that I felt like I had a responsibility to share my story in hopes that other women would be sure to get their annual mammograms and practice self exams. I want to remind women how important early detection for breast cancer can be. Why would I not tell people that?? Why would an oncologist recommend that I not talk about the benefits of early detection? We obviously didn’t get each other. Maybe I misunderstood him and perhaps he misunderstood why I would want to talk about it. I didn’t get it. Still don’t.

I certainly respect the fact that some people are very private and that not everyone wants to share their story publicly, but I feel like if I want to share my story, that is my choice and I find it odd that any doctor, oncologist or otherwise, would have an opinion about their patient sharing their diagnosis or not.

Then…..Mr. Oncologist felt the need to give me his personal unsolicited opinion on my decision to have reconstructive surgery after my mastectomy.

He told me that he thought that reconstructive surgery was a good choice for me considering my line of work. What??? I said…”Do explain.”

He thought that my job as a WW Leader might be uncomfortable for me and my members if I were standing in front of a group of people and I had no breast. That’s what he said. What the what?

We talk a lot about positive body image, being happy with your body and appreciating your body and what it can do for you (whether at goal weight or just getting started) in my meetings a LOT and this dog was clearly barking up the wrong tree.

I was a tad speechless.

Through all of the reading that I have recently done, I am finding that there are a large number of women that have had a mastectomy and have decided to not have reconstructive surgery. I have complete respect for those women and know that not only must it be a very difficult decision to make, but that it is a very personal decision that must come from a very strong place within.

Who is this guy??

That was when I decided that I didn’t like the oncologist. I think Mike actually told him that he should probably stop talking now.

I went home feeling informed about my cancer, but irritated with my oncologist.

A few days after the appointment with the oncologist, I needed to call my breast surgeons assistance with a few questions. Her name is Trish and I love her.

While I had her on the phone, I decided to share with her my thoughts about my first appointment with the oncologist. I told her that I wasn’t really complaining so much, but that I found his unsolicited opinions odd and I was curious if this was common for an oncologist to share their opinion in the way that he had.

She thanked me for sharing, apologized, and told me that no patient had ever told her anything like that before. I hung up satisfied that I had voiced my feelings with a member of my team of doctors and nurses and went on with my day.

I’ve had other things to think about than whether I like the guy or not, so I forgot to call and request an appointment with a different oncologist that works within this particular group that I have heard wonderful things about. Dang it! 


Move forward to today.

I met with the Dog (Mr. Oncologist) this morning. (Shit, that was actually disrespectful to dogs.)

Mike at some point really does have to work, and I had the okay to drive, so I decided to go by myself and I was fine with that. I assumed given the post surgery news that I was going to this appointment today to get information about when I would begin chemo and for how long.

It actually felt good to get out of the house and drive myself. Ahhhh……independence!

On my drive, I pondered how I would approach discussing with Mr Oncologist my feelings about his unsolicited opinions at our first appointment.

We met. We talked cancer (cuz it’s okay to talk about it at the cancer center). He is ordering one more test (Oncotype DX Test) to determine if I need chemo or not. He said there is a really slim chance that I will need any chemo. I do not need any radiation at all, and that is great! I have to wait two more weeks before I will know for sure about the chemo. He was wrapping up the appointment.


Then……I started talking.

I told him that I had two things that I wanted to discuss about my first appointment with him. His nurse was present for the conversation, and I liked everything about her from the beginning, so that was good.

I told him that perhaps my husband and I had misunderstood him, but that we left our first appointment feeling like he had advised us to not talk about my cancer diagnosis. He confirmed for me that he did in fact give that advice and did so because you just never know what people might say to you and how you will handle it.

I then told him that I found that advice odd. I actually did not appreciate the fact that he suggested that I (or any other patient of his) not talk about my cancer diagnosis. I told him that coming from the patient, the one with the cancer, it felt good for me (and perhaps other patients as well, for them to decide, not him) to talk to other people about my diagnosis. I’m a talker. I need to talk. Holding it all in is a really bad thing for me. Causes terrible anxiety!! Whether I talk about it, or blog about it, I need to get it out. 

I talked about the importance of feeling the support from others in my shoes.

I talked to him about feeling a bit of a responsibility to share how important early detection can be. 

I told him that I wasn’t sure if he had ever been diagnosed with cancer before, but for me, and many other people in my shoes that I have talked to over the last several weeks, it feels good to talk about it and share stories with others that have been through similar circumstances. It’s a support system. I can appreciate that not everyone that receives a diagnosis of any type would want to talk about it, but I happen to know a LOT of people that DO want to talk about it, and I feel as an oncologist, he should leave sharing, or not sharing, up to the patient.



My grandma had breast cancer in her 50’s. I was only 5 at the time, so I had no idea. My own mother didn’t even know about her diagnosis, or her mastectomy until she came home from the hospital and my grandpa called my mom to tell her. Then, the word Cancer was only whispered.

I remember watching her dress (very few times) as a grade schooler and thinking about how her poor body look so mutilated, and the prosthetic that she wore in her bra and how extremely heavy it was. I don’t know that she ever talked about it, or felt that she could. I wish I could talk to her today about it all.

She was one strong lady and such a role model for me. I loved her sense of humor. She was born before her time. She was a meat cutter at the local grocery store in her small town with all the other meat cutters being male. Before that, she owned and operated a small cafe in the small town she lived in.  She didn’t put up with any shit. She was my idol.


Being told not to talk about it feels old fashioned, like it’s some kinda secret or something. 

I took a breath, then just looked at him.

He graciously and genuinely apologized and told me that he had never in his practice (I still think the guy is fairly young) had a patient tell him anything like that before. He said that most of his patients do not come into his office with decisions made that I had already made and that not everyone is as comfortable talking about it as openly as I was. I reminded him that he might want to ask them and let them decide that. I also reminded him that he did not ask me if I was comfortable talking about my cancer or not, he just advised me not to. He did not ask me if I wanted to talk to other people about my cancer as a means of support. He simply advised me not to talk about it.

I also talked about my job as a Weight Watcher Leader and the importance of body image and body confidence. Boobs or no boobs, goal weight, under weight, over weight….whatever. The important thing is how we nourish our body, our mental and physical health, not our boob size, ya dog!!

He thanked me for my honesty, (I really do think the guy was genuine in his apology, but clearly I caught him off guard) and I told him thank you for listening.


You’re the Boss of You!

Don’t be afraid to a talk to your doctor just because they’re a doctor! They don’t actually know everything about people just because they know medicine.

I realize I got lucky today and the guy could have told me to go fly a kite, but I also approached it gently and I actually think he appreciated it.

That of course could all just be in my head to make me feel better, but you get the idea.

Speak up! Even if it doesn’t make a difference, it could make you feel better to stand up for yourself!

I REALLY REALLY like my breast surgeon and the plastic surgeon that will perform the DIEP Flap.

And……when you talk about your cancer, people give you gifts!

Loving all of my bracelets!!


2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”

Pumpkin Yumpkin!

September 12, 2017

Well, it’s happened. The “Pumpkin People” in my life know how I feel about it, and they have delivered. Literally.

It all started a few days ago with the Pumpkin Balls from Becky. They were delish and I paired them with some Pumpkin Spice flavored coffee that Tess picked up while she was here last week. The mug was a gift last year. Love it too!


As requested, here is the recipe that Becky used for the Pumpkin Balls and a text to follow that tells me how she made them.

I’m not really focused on counting SmartPoints right now, so you’ll have to put these into the Recipe Builder if you’re needing to know points. (Sorry) It is a nice clean recipe, but foods that are naturally high in fat, so one or two of these should be plenty per serving! (Easier said than done!)



A friend stopped by Saturday with a Pumpkin Latte from Starbucks (Grande, 1 pump, nonfat milk, no whip—-thanks Niki!), a Pumpkin Scone and this adorable sign!


Yes, please.


Yesterday was the first day that I was going to be alone for most of the day (I was feeling really good!) and I was feeling like making something simple in the kitchen.

Pumpkin Pancakes! Of course! It was a cool morning sipping coffee on the deck and a Pumpkin Pancake sounded like the perfect way to end my morning.  Would you believe that I did not have ONE can of pumpkin in the house? What Pumpkin lover does that?

I did however remember that Mike and I had made a trip out to the cider mill a few weeks ago for a coffee and a warm donut and I picked up a jar of my favorite Pumpkin Butter! This stuff is ridiculously delicious. Pancakes, Waffles, Oatmeal, Toast… know, whatever ya wanna put it on! A spoon perhaps.


I made my pancake batter using the Big Ass Waffle recipe, swapping out the 1 teaspoon of cinnamon for 1/2 teaspoon of cinnamon and 1/2 tsp of pumpkin spice. If I had pumpkin, I was going to add 1/4 – 1/2 Cup and play with it. Next time.

I topped this with a drizzle of Pure Maple Syrup and my Pumpkin Butter, and all of my pumpkin needs were met.

Tess cooked up a package of bacon while she was here and it’s in a baggie in the freezer. This comes in so handy when you need bacon in your life and have no desire to cook it!


I decided to crumble the bacon on top and get a little taste in each bite. Highly recommended.



Now I’m in full blown pumpkin mode, right? Look what a friend brought over late Sunday afternoon??? She delivered them warm!!


Ohhh Mmmmm Pumpkin!


Super dense, super moist, warm, sweet. I ate one, then another, melted in my Healing Chair and went to sleep.


I want to write a Pumpkin Poem. Maybe tonight.

My mom came over yesterday and guess what I got?

Yep, another foot massage. Did I tell you how much I love my mom?

Mike spent all day Saturday and Sunday (he got home at 11:00 pm Sunday night! That guy is pooped!) working on the kids house getting it ready for carpet Tuesday. This flood thing is almost behind us! Yay! They might get to move back in this weekend! The following weekend for sure!

Obviously, I am not counting Smartpoints right now, and I don’t have much of an appetitive. Unfortunately,  the foods that do sound really good are cold fruits, bread and sweets, and there have been plenty in the house, so there’s that.

Friends and neighbors have delivered warm chocolate chip cookies, warm zucchini bread, warm pumpkin muffins and Saturday I received some beautiful flowers with a box of Russell Stover Chocolates. I’m sure I’m leaving out something. I’m torn between hiding all of the sweets from Mike so he won’t eat them all, or telling Mike to hide them all from me so I won’t eat them all. It’s a toss up right now.

Okay, I have a lot more to say, but I started this blog at 8:00 am, and between the In-Laws stopping by, Kate and the kids stopping by, a shower and a hair wash all on my own, a dinner drop off and a visit with a friend, and another friend stopping by, it is now almost 8:00 pm and I need to do a bit of Yoga and go to bed!

I hope you’ve all had a very happy Monday!

I have an appointment early in the morning with the oncologist to find out what my next steps are. I had felt great today!

2017 Goals
Make time each week to Meal Plan
Drink 100 ounces of water each day
Exercise 5 days a week
Eat three meals and one snack daily
FOUR 100 Mile Walking Challenges this year! (This goal has changed a little now that I have this fabulous Fitbit.)

“love the life you live, live the life you love”