Boobs, Biopsies, and Lumpectomies
Creeped out by where this post might be headed? You should be. It's going to get a little weird. But hang with me, I'm going somewhere with this.
As I mentioned here, I'd been scheduled to have a lumpectomy this month. That day came last week - Thursday actually.
I'm hesitant to be so open about this because, well, its embarrassing. But that is precisely why I'm making myself be open about it. Going into this procedure, I knew only one person who'd had a lumpectomy. I didn't even know many people with breast cancer despite its prevalence. I had no idea what to expect of the surgery other than it was probably going to suck.
Having now had a lumpectomy and being on the other side of the procedure, I feel a some sort of strange responsibility to be open about it, in hopes of making someone else's similar situation less foreign. Less worrisome. Less secret. I think its the right thing to do. And I'm hoping it will make up for all the church I've been missing since the late 90's.
So without further ado, let's get started.
For those of you who did not care for this post, I don't blame you. It was sorta intense. If there are others, however, that enjoyed reading about the female anatomy, may I suggest you take a peek at my post on New Years Eve.
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