Just a couple of stitches...

Yesterday we had an appointment with my favorite oncologist--the one who cut out the tumor with clean margins and removed 14 lymph nodes, without leaving any clearly visible traces. Yes, to those of you who have not seen me, my heroic boob gave up all of that and still looks as if nothing happened. :) I think it is a sheer matter of size. :)

But let me get back to the story. So, we went to see the oncologist, and when he examined the scar he said "oh, it is not closing properly". In the following five minutes, he stuck all kinds of materials into a tiny hole that was, effectively, not healing right. He cleaned it vigorously (making it twice the size it was before), cut the edges off and stitched it together. D.O.N.E.

I cringed and squeaked and squealed, because it was nerve-wrecking. But it did not hurt, because I have no sensation across my underarm and part of the heroic boob. Today, it actually looks like the hole will close up.

To end with a heart-warming image: Vala and Alice went to Sunday's breast cancer march, proudly sporting a big H each on their t-shirts. I feel sooooooooo loved!

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