Receding necklines and plunging hairlines

It's off!  I'm done!

I've been awake for four hours.  I ate Pita Pit for dinner.  (My crazy-thoughtful friends printed off a packet of menus for restaurants that deliver to the hospital so that this vegetarian doesn't have to eat coleslaw the whole time.)  I just took a walk around the "block".  My pain is totally managed by Tylenol 3.  I THINK I'm "with it", but I'm pretty sure I'm not totally "with it".  Evidence for this is the crazy amount of typos I am committing and fixing, and the fact that it has taken me 10 minutes to compose this post thus far.  I am usually much speedier than this.  Zoom zoom!  ha ha ha

I was super excited about this post title, but everyone I've run it by has needed an explanation.  See, with only one breast I probably won't be wearing any low-cut shirts any more.  Even if I do, they won't achieve the proper function of showing cleavage, you know?  Plus, I'm currently wearing this enormous sports bra contraption to hold all of the bandages in place, and it zips up in the front, practically to my neck.  That's the "receding necklines".  In contrast, I see my hairlines as "plunging" because my head hair has finally grown in enough that I can see my hairline again.  No more forehead blending into bald head.  My new hair thus far is as dark as before, giving me a distinct hairline in the usual place, which is much lower on my forehead than my chemo stubble.  Hence, "plunging hairlines".  I thought it was a clever juxtaposition, and I've been pretty excited to make this post just for the sake of the title.  I'm hoping that someone laughed before they read the explanation.  :)  

So...not sure what else to say.  I'm sore, but I'm great.  Absolutely fabulous.  Oh, and did I tell you that the initial pathology of the breast skin looks good?  No initial evidence of abnormalities, although there are more tests to perform on the tissue and official results will come through Dr. Oncologist on Friday.  These biopsies from the remaining skin are important because inflammatory breast cancer lives in the skin, and so negative biopsy results from the skin surrounding the removed tissue give us hope for a cancer-free recovery.  It's too soon to celebrate, but this is a promising result that will allow us to breathe and sleep until Friday.  Also, no skin graft!  My surgeon must be wizard because she took a ton of skin and I thought for sure I'd need a graft.  It's definitely the small victories at this point.      

Yea, there's probably way more to say, but this is all I can do for now.  Smiling, check.  Pain managed, check.  Family here, check.  Blog posted, check.  My love to all of you!