Tuesday, September 29, 2009

My husband wants to know how big we can make these funbags?

That was Linda's quote today as she prepared to get the fourth fill of her expanders. No, she didn't actually say that to the doctor, she was just mocking me as we both got dressed this morning. This is what I have to put up with!

She is doing great with no complications. Every Tuesday she stops by the office for a quick visit and a boost of 60 ml per expander. She is up to 590ml but is still a ways off from her final goal. She doesn't know what that number is but will know once she gets there. Who am I to interfere?

I do have to remind her that the expanders are not the final implants and serve a totally different purpose. She knows, but is eager to see more realistic results. Their job is to stretch the pectoral muscles and surrounding tissue. They are flatter and they are as hard as a rock (filled with saline). Once they are filled, they will remain in place for three months while her body adjusts to the stretched tissue after which they are replaced with the final silicone implants. So as it is shaping up, it looks like Santa will be delayed a bit and will be showing up in the new year, just in time for a fresh new set of insurance deductibles and out-of-pocket maximums.

I must of searched the internet for 2-3 hours looking for the right picture to accompany this post. You'd be surprised what shows up when you search for 'huge melons'. As co-survivors, sometimes we must bear this burden silently.

October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month. Feel your boobies and get that yearly mammogram. Don't wait until you're 40, make that appointment tomorrow.


Jude said...

I love Linda's sense of humour ~ I've never met her and I love her already! LOL

John said...

Believe me, it is our sense of humor which has helped us get through this :)