So, I am super embarrassed to admit that I just learned what YOLO means like two weeks ago, and I learned it from Keeping Up With The Kardashians. Yes, I am old. Yes, I watch KUWTK. Judge, don’t judge. I don’t care. I love those Kardashians and I don’t care what anybody says. My fave is actually Kim and Kourtney take Miami — it’s AH-Maze. Highly recommend for any of my fellow BC warriors laid up during chemo. Netflix the hell out of that sh**!

In any event, for all you other old fogies out there like myself, “YOLO” stands for You Only Live Once. I thought it a great title for this post since I’ll be recapping my swap out surgery and its aftermath.

One week ago Paul and I went to the surgicenter in Menlo Park for my surgery. I won’t say that everything went off without incident. Nope, rather, I will say this, my surgery occurred and my surgery went as well as could be expected.  We did encounter some administrative — shall I say — frustrations — but I won’t say any more than that.

I’ve been 100% forthright and honest with all of you on this journey. I’ve not held anything back emotionally or otherwise.  But the frustration we encountered on surgery day, were, well HUGE, but not worth rehashing because it was so upsetting at the time — BUT it was all resolved within 30 minutes so Paul and I both decided not to dwell on it, so I’m not going to go into details about it for you. Just know that it was an emotional roller coaster for me that day.

But ultimately, like I said, everything went off as planned. I was ushered off to OR 1 (the same exact OR where I had my bi-lateral done 7 months ago) and at the end of the long walk and long hallway, I turned back to look at Paul and wave to him and let him know that all would be fine. It was so nice to see him standing in the same spot as last time and supporting me in the best way he knows how — by just being there.

The slight difference between this surgery and my bi-lateral was that nobody else from my family was present. This one was an out patient procedure, so my brother (who lives locally) didn’t pop by (thought he wanted to) and my parents didn’t fly in from the east coast, b/c recovery is just much easier for this one (read: no JP drains to  deals with! hallelujah!) The way I look at it — I am in really great shape if I don’t need the whole cavalry at my side for a surgery. So there you have it.

Thankfully, all the administrative bullshit was all-consuming in the moments leading up to the surgery, that I didn’t even have time to get nervous. I think that was a total blessing in disguise!

So off I went to OR 1 and then I woke up in the recovery room and was high as a kite and happy as all giddy up to have made it to the end if this journey! I kept telling the recovery room nurse that I loved her. LOL. She thought I was nutz-o-rama!

This recovery was a bit worse than after my bilateral. I felt fine at first — then after about 30 minutes, I felt pretty nauseous. So they gave me more fluids and monitored me for awhile longer.  Finally, by dinnertime, I was wheeled the hell outta there and on my way home to my bed, my dog and my house with my hubby! yay!

The following days were a bit rough. Filled with Vicodin, stool softeners, laxatives and barfing.  Oh, also, I had to sleep sitting up for a few nights and I’m still wearing my super hot post-surgical bra! Yup, been wearing that bad boy for 7 days straight at this point! Super duper hot!

OK, anyway, fast forward to Saturday and my celebration party. Nothing was going to keep me from carrying through with the party. So, I donned my cute dress and off we went to our party. Wonderfully, my party was also during Pride weekend here in SF. This was an especially poignant Pride weekend because of the SCOTUS rulings earlier in the week. So it all just felt RIGHT and so HAPPY.

All of my local peeps who were there for me during this journey turned out and partied like it was 1999. We housed the tequila like it was the prohibition! Then the party moved back to my house and our backyard for a few hours. It was truly the best day I could have ever imagined.  Below are a few pics and I’ve also included a portion of the speech I made thanking everybody for supporting me (there are two files for the speech, so be sure to play both of them and THANK YOU JJ for covertly filming as much of the speech as you could manage. You are so stealthy! love!).

Like anybody else who has ever given a thank you speech, I missed a few points, so I’ll do a separate post to really jot down my thoughts on how I feel about everybody’s incredible support. Without all of you, I would not have made it. And the few humble words I was able to string together at the party do not do justice to what I really feel. So stay tuned for another post on that front!

xoxo and YOLO, people, YOLO!

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Horoscope for Wednesday, May 15 (the day AFTER my last chemo)

I happened to check my horoscope the morning after I finished chemo. This isn’t something I regularly do.

Here’s what is said:

May 15: Catalogue, sort and file away for good. Mental Mercury orbits through your twelfth house of completions until May 30, helping you let go of all things outmoded from your recent past. Consider it a spring-cleaning and perhaps a two-week mourning period. You’re a sentimental soul and while you’ve indeed outgrown these things, there’s always something emotional  about saying goodbye.  Working with a therapist, coach, healer or support group will expedite this process. Don’t be afraid to reach out for guidance.

Powerful, huh?

Later today, we are off to the Carneros Inn for a quick celebratory overnight. Then we leave on Friday for Hawaii for a few weeks. This horoscope is spot on — I’ll be trying to relax, enjoy and spring clean my body, mind and soul for the balance of the month. Thankfully I have a fabulous husband, a psychotherapist and the BAYS support group in place already.

We’re going to be busy packing, unpacking, re-packing and traveling over the next few days.  I’ll post all about my final chemo in a couple of days. In the meantime time, check out Paul’s post about it!

Pleasing the Crowd!

So here’s some crazy news, my blog has topped 44,000 site views. That is AH-MAZE! Thank you to all who are following along on this journey with us. Your love and support are incredible!

Little known fact: WordPress has really great reporting and statistical breakdowns for me to better understand my audience. And if there is one thing I’ve learned about all of you — it’s that you LOVE when I post pictures. So, far be it for me to detract from your fun! Attached are a few photos from this past weekend. I had a full dance card with Tom’s birthday dinner on Friday night, Tegan’s baby shower on Saturday and the entire day spent with my S&D peeps yesterday.

I had such great weekend that I actually forgot about the fact that I’m fighting this fight! My arms are nearly back to normal after the Adria debacle and my back is feeling way better after the two neulasta shots. There were a few dark days there when I had convinced myself that I’d never feel normal again — but I’m happy to report, that was just drama! All is good.

Sadly, all is good just in time for me to go in for more treatments. This is another big week for us.

Tomorrow we head to UCSF for my port placement. It’s going to be a long day. Starting with blood work at 10:30am and then check in for surgery at 11:30am. The port placement is done under twilight anesthesia — but they tell me I won’t be out of the recovery room (for a noon surgery) until 3pm. I sure hope they are just padding their times like the airlines do!

I hear that getting a port should be pretty easy — and I’m banking on that! Far as I can tell, the worst thing starring me down is that I can’t eat or drink after midnight tonight. And I don’t go into surgery until noon tomorrow. Ugh, I am going to be light-headed and crabby. Paul, I apologize in advance to you for my antics!

Wednesday sees us back at Garrett’s for my fourth and final AC infusion. Praise the lord! I can’t wait to be able to recap that to you all and have it behind us!

In other news, I went bald in public on two different occasions this weekend. It warmed up a bit here in SF so I could rock my head loud and proud. It was easier to do than I thought it would. Naturally, I wondered if everybody was staring at me – then I just moved on.

It helps me to wear some make-up and sort of “girl” up my look a bit. For those of you who know me, I don’t really wear make-up nor do I know how to apply it — so that has been quiet the adventure for me. lol!

I’ll post again after my port and chemo — until then, I hope you enjoy the pictures! xoxo