I'm free to go!

saw the breast surgeon today. turns out I didn't really need to go since the oncologist had done a physical exam and given me the results of the mammogram. and the breast clinic won't be sending a referral to Chile, the one from the oncologist is all that's required.

however, seeing as I was there, he examined me anyway. and to be frank, the oncologist isn't an expert on reconstructed breasts, so it doesn't hurt to get the breast surgeon's opinion. which was that it is a very good job. a very good job indeed.

and I have to say I agree, especially when it's in a well fitting bra. (I've just ordered 2 swimsuit patterns, we'll see how it looks in one of those)

So, except for probably 2 more herceptin treatments (unless my 51% is too low) I'm free and clear to go.

even though I knew that the mammogram was fine, I was still shaking in the waiting room. and you always have to wait ages in the breast clinic. but it's done. so we went for a cup of tea and slice of cake before retrieving the boys.

so, it's a whole year until I need to worry about it again. ok, so there's still another 11 herceptins and 4.5 years of tamoxifen, but we won't think about that. no more follow ups. (oh, unless the chilean hospital decides to do their own. damn. there goes my bubble.)

and there's a bottle of fizz in the fridge. hard to believe it's been a whole year, eh?

Chile countdown

OK, now that I've got myself in gear and set it up its very own blog, no more xx sleeps posts here - they're all at http://lasabolladuras.blogspot.com. bopeepsheep very helpfully set up lasbolladuras or you can syndicate it directly from blogger.

this LJ will go back to whinging about stuff post haste