Blessings…Sometimes we inadvertently ignore them and migrate toward the negative things that are happening in our lives. But, if you dig your heals in deep, really deep and go to an introspective place within you (especially if you are despondent), you can find blessings that will help you flip your unhappiness to, dare I say it: joy!
Paul McCartney wrote this song and it didn’t really take on a significant meaning in my life until I met Marianne and, more importantly, until she became ill and was dying. Let it Be.
How can it be that two little circles can make me feel so complete?
The lady with the sultry voice on the navigation system in our car announces that we will arrive at our final destination in 5 minutes. Suddenly and quite unexpectedly, my heart starts to pound and I begin to sweat. I silently try to calm myself down but after a minute or two of trying, I turn to my husband and say, “Dan, I’m not sure if I can do this.” He is totally taken aback and pulls the car over to the side of the road.
My double mastectomy took place on Monday, February 1st, 2016 at 9am. It was performed by two doctors, my breast and plastic surgeon and the surgery lasted 6 hours.
“Physically, the worst part are the drains.” Not the pain of having your breasts removed, not the limited mobility, not losing your ability to drive. “The worst part are the drains.” That’s what five former mastectomy patients told me before I had the surgery.
After multiple scans, biopsies, lumpectomies, and a diagnosis of an early Stage breast cancer, I asked the doctor in charge of my breasts at the time, “Why me?” To which she responded, “I don’t know Rosie, you just have shitty breasts.” Nice answer and the impetus to change practices!