At Least You only have Two

  Photo by Jesse Echevarria on Unsplash I took off my bandages today and was permitted to shower. My breast is a riot of color like a fiery purple-skied sunset. The scar near my underarm isn’t bad, a straight line of about two inches. But the other one, a c-shape,...

Post Surgery

When I wake, I’m facing a work area with curtains to my sides. It’s an odd feeling to find you’ve been moved while unconscious. It reminds me of being a little kid and falling asleep in the car on the way home from my grandparents’. I would become dimly aware of being...

Pre-Surgery

Bob and I are up early; check-in time is 6:30 AM. I’m not allowed to eat, but mercifully, black coffee is permitted. I feel more resigned than apprehensive. Since I have to do this, let’s get it done. I’m so rarely up this early that it feels other-worldly to be...

Beach Vacation?

There are eight buildings in this complex, but I haven’t figured out where they put the numbers. I drive the wide arc from one end to the other, looking for #2, squinting at each building, but when I arrive at #8—the only well-signed one in the bunch—it’s time to turn...

Later that same Day…

https://media.giphy.com/media/l0HlCqV35hdEg2GUo/giphy.mp4 If my blood pressure reading was off the charts at my appointment, I wonder how it fared afterward? Just as I got home, Dr. Fisher’s nurse called. “You need to get an MRI before the surgery,” she said. Paula...