Almost Done This Wave

My lymphedema treatments are successful; I've lost 18 pounds of yuck. But I still have another week of therapy, waiting for my sleeve and glove to come in. Those I will wear all day. And if they work well enough, I won't need to wear any compression at night.

The effects of chemo are just about out of me. I still have little stamina, but I feel good. Except when I have to wear the stupid wrapping for the lymphedema. Honestly, the thing weighs a ton, squeezes painfully tight, and really grates on my thumb and pinky arthritis. I haven't had a night's sleep in four weeks, so if I really have to go another whole week like this I may bite someone.

I do look forward to my exchange surgery, though! I will have boobs as of September 23! Well, Foobs, actually, but that's fine with me. Dr. Butler says they'll be D cups! Yowzah!

Meanwhile, here's my new grandson Leighton, born Aug. 15!

3 hours old!

 

Leighton and Besta listening to Ant Stampede with Buddy (Daddy) on drums!