December 8/2016 

Just when I thought things were going to get started.  I get a call from my surgeons office. My surgery is changed to December 19th.  I know it is only a few days. But it is a few days in my life.  With this cancer running around in my body. Hopefully not moving to other organs, or other places. I can’t cut much more off and still live without many more parts.  I mean really!!!!!! It was a big disappointment to me.  It makes it that much closer to Christmas Day. I am afraid I just might not make it to our family Christmas.  Really I have no way of planning to go or not.  It will all depend on how I am feeling and on how well my surgery goes.  

I am getting pretty frustrated with the health care system.  I only hope that I was bumped because somebody that is sicker than me ( that’s the weird thing I am not sick at all) who needs the surgery sooner than me to save their life.  Then I am ok with it. 

But really who am I kidding. I have been waiting my turn. When I first found out I had breast cancer my doctor said I would be fast tracked. Because I had 2 different cancers so close together she said she wanted to do surgery fast. Thank gawd I was fast tracked or I would never get surgery. It has been appointment after appointment. And every appointment changed at least one time. Ever test re scheduled ever doctor appointment re scheduled. A person could get a tad bit grouchie about this. And I am past being nice and saying ok. I will wait my turn. It is my turn enough already. 

Ok enough with the rant.  Sorry about that. I needed to get that off my chest. ( pardon the pun). lol lol 

I am trying to focus on Christmas and getting things ready. I have 6 grandkids now and they all want Christmas to come no matter what.  We FaceTime them or call almost ever night. And this year someone is giving them a very special Christmas. They have a secret Santa. Every night they get a gift left at their door. It is driving the kids nuts to figure out who it is.  This morning Jamie and I stopped by before they all left for school and Ava  ask me if it was me, I said no baby girl I could not do all that work alone. She said the cards looked like my handwriting.  Then I had to give her a sample of my writing to be sure it didn’t match.  And it didn’t, our little detective. CIA. Thought she had it figured out.  But she didn’t. I hope whoever it is they are reading my blog. I would like to say thank you to whoever you are .  This has been a difficult year for my family  ( especially to poor little Ava with her new diagnoses of diabetics) and this Secret Santa is a God sent angel to that household.  Thanks from the bottom of my heart ❤️

I spent the day today running around with Jamie he had to get some work done on his truck so I followed him in to town so we could hang out together,( because we just don’t get much time together …. Add a snicker here)  while we waited for the truck.  We went to a new store I found out about, from a very dear friend of mine.  It is a store for women who have mastectomies. Who know such a store existed ?  You don’t need to know until you need to know.   They sell all kids of clothes to hide or enhance your new ( boobies or no boobies shape) pre or  post surgery.  Really great ladies and so compassionate. A really rough store to walk into, knowing that in a few weeks I will really need this store.  But I bought a couple of tank tops to wear after surgery.  I will definatley be going back after. We will probably get to know each other on a first name basis. A couple more little junk stores THEN the cream da la cream of stores. Jamie’s favourite. Wait for it …….Princess Auto. Jamie shopped ever isle in this store. I bought some chocolate peanuts and ate the whole bag waiting for him.  

Back at home relaxing  sitting in the dark with just the glow of the Christmas tree and the fireplace. Waiting ever so patiently for December 19 th to hurry up and come. 

Beth 😇