I have never considered getting a tattoo until now.
Let's just say two tattoos will be the crowning glory of my reconstruction.
And it shouldn't hurt at all.
Yesterday I went in for my every three week dose of herceptin. It felt a little foreign to walk into the oncologists office and have my port accessed.
When the needle went into my chest I almost flew out of the chair. It didn't hurt really, since my entire chest was numb, but it didn't tickle either.
Hopefully when it comes time to complete this reconstruction I will be used to the needles in my chest.
My sisters and I joked about what the tattoos should be.
Two hearts?
Winking eyes?
Kissing lips?
One of them was confused at first, not realizing what my surgery had removed. I told her, "when I said everything I wasn't exaggerating"
When I look in the mirror I am not surprised by what I see.
And I am not bothered by it either.
I just can't decide between hearts or nipples.
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