It is what it is and it's all good

Well, well, well, bet you never saw this blog coming.   Stand in line people, stand in line.  Apparently I am still in need of learning or maybe I am needed to teach a few more lessons. Whatever it is, I am back in the cancer life again.  Oh the joy.

Long story short, it seems Pia must have felt neglect by the lack of attention and  after 4 years… yes… 4 years… one year shy of that golden 5 year mark… decided it was time for attention (guess she got tired of being known as the incredible shrinking boob).  Not sure who gets the last laugh, but she is history and I will be losing my hair yet again. 

The plan will be set later this week starting with Dr. Lynn.  I will say (proudly), I think I threw her for a loop. And yes, I did humor her with the damn that hurts when she put the needle in for the biopsy (of course it didn’t—it was already numb, but why buck tradition).   By the time I see her, my life will again belong to her and to Dr K—who I am guessing will not take it well.  I will try to alleviate some of his pain by telling him I missed him so much I wanted to spend some time with him.  Hopefully he will not go into anal mode until after I get my say.

Since I have always been one to look at the positive, let me list a few

1.     The best thing about this, spring is coming and I will not have to shave my legs.  Chemo will do it for me.

2.     Mae Ling is coming out of retirement.  Well, she never really went into retirement, but now she will be free and not charge a fee.

3.     Billy said and I quote “ I see a bunch of Caribbean trips in your future.” 

4.     I can eat what I want to and not give a crap.

5.     Mom said I can say shit.  But I will keep it to a minimum.

6.     I’m back to being the golden child (I am stocking up on toilet paper in case the toilet paper queen gets mad at this comment. Luckily I know who goes to Costco on a rather fairly basis)

Seriously, while I have done this before, I have not done the whole no boob thing.  I have scared myself by looking it all up, but with drugs I will be good.  Chemo is a no brainer.  I did ask Dr Lynn where she was going to put the port.  She said where it was the last time.  Might not have been the right time to comment on how well that went. 

I’m good with it all and as I as before, I am surrounded by love.  I do ask one thing.. do not, under any circumstances pity me, just treat me normally.  The only one to sigh and say Lizzie, Lizzie , Lizzie is Mom.   Of course Billy will be really nice, but all I will have to do to stop him is to take off my wig and he will get the point.  And remember—it is what it is and it’s all good!

^" give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.”

1 Thessalonians 5:18