tired

I just can't stay awake these days.  

Yawn

I don't know if it's the season, the broken up sleep patterns I've had, stress, lack of exercise,

or a combination of all of the above. 

But as soon as I have lunch, I head back to my desk and I'm ready for a nap.

Zonk

It's a struggle to make it through the rest of the workday.

Ugh - I know things are only going to get worse, so I need to nip this in the bud.  Any suggestions?  

Coffee IV drip?

Energy shots?

Vitamins?

UV lamp?

Curl up under my desk and snooze?

I'm so tired.

foreshadowing

It was one of those crazy vivid dreams that I barely ever have, sometime during the last week of December, and it seemed to go on for hours. I was in a car with my husband driving, our son was in the backseat. It was some sort of war scenario.  Hundreds of airplanes were being shot down from above us. As we drove, my husband had to keep swerving left and right to avoid wheels and wings and fuselage that were falling like fireballs from the sky. When we finally got to safety in a hotel, about 20 people rushed the building and held everyone hostage. We were somehow separated and it took what seems like forever but I finally found them. We were trapped and afraid.  We didn't know what the outcome would be, but we still had hope. It was war and we were all in it together.  I didn't know what it meant until New Years Day.

You see, that was the day I found out I had breast cancer.

You might remember me posting in my blog a little while ago that I was writing an epic post about something that many women have probably gone through.  Well, that was supposed to be all about having found a lump and getting all worried and worked up because of the over-hype of breast cancer awareness, to have it turn out to be nothing.  I guess the joke was on me.

I've been through every kind of testing you can think of.  I've had mammograms, ultrasounds, this scan and that scan.  I've seen nurses and techs and surgeons and oncologists.  Because of all of these things, I have a plan in place and I start killing off those nasty cells on February 6th.  Like my dream, we're all in this together, but this time I know how it all turns out - I win.

As for that blog post, I've saved it somewhere else and it has started my chronicle of this journey.  This blog will remain as my outlet for random observations and silliness.  No cancer talk here, we have a different place for that.  (Okay, maybe a few bald jokes here or there.) No self-pity, no pink ribbons, no cancer education.  The blog remains the same.

As do I.

how i roll

Today was kind of a crap day.  Bad news first thing in the morning that I was already expecting, but didn't want to hear the words.  Eh.  I guess every day can't be a total winner.  I did shake it off as the day went on, but I'm feeling the need to say farewell to this day in style.

With a little happiness

A little booty shaking

And a nice cold beverage

Maybe a little...

Just kidding.

Goodnight and better days!

miss ya mitt!

I went to see a plastic surgeon yesterday for reasons that I'll get into a little later and the surgeon brought out a three ring binder of before and after pictures.

We got to look through Binders Full of Women!!

Bring on the old presidential campaign memes....

Ah, fun.  Okay...carry on.