Sorry for that last post that got emailed out! I just woke up from a nap and my head/ fat fingers were not on the same page. Those were things I wanted to cover coming up soon. Instead, I actually clicked post. Whoops!

But I do have good news!  I am so happy to share that my bone scan from last night came back clear! Meaning the cancer has not spread to my bones! Hells yeah! 

It has been an otherwise mellow and uneventful day- also nice to report that. 😎 

I did call the BofA personal banker guy out for being sexist this morning. John laughed pretty hard. But for real? No- John is not going to be the primary holder of the account, sir. I am. Jerk. 

And the picture below- that’s my kid. I’m like stalker status. As that Bette Midler song goes-  🎼From a distance….

Nuclear medicine- sounds super dramatic. Just got home from my bone scan. Results will be here sometime next week. As for now, I am radioactive. Like one of those three eyed fish on the Simpsons. Harlon is at Irma’s and Wyatt is upstairs with John. Me, I’m just hanging downstairs. 🎤All by myself🎤  But it’s cool. I made sure to slam lots of baby boy time in the last few days. Any chance I could get, I was hugging and kissing on those kids. It’s hard though, Harlon wanted me to pick him up and I just can’t lift him yet. And I can’t sit on the ground to play with him like we usually do. (C Sections are bitch) I honestly feel like he’s pissed at me and there is no way to explain to him what is going on. I just kept telling him how much I love him. 💖 And I hope that he doesn’t remember any of this when he’s older. 

Another thing that has been on my mind- thank you notes. I 100% intended on writing thank you notes for all of the wonderful gifts we have received over the the last few weeks. Really I did. Promise. The cards have been purchased and are sitting on my dresser. But I just don’t think it’s going to happen. I’m sorry guys! Please know how thankful we are for everything! My days just seem to get away from me with all of the scheduled and surprise appointments. And when I’m not kicking it at Kaiser, I am trying to spend as much time with my boys as I can before chemo starts. But PLEASE know  how grateful we are for all of you and everything you all have done 😘

Last thought of the night- we all know that Mama’s got this. Well, Mama’s also got BO. John made me toss all of our bath/beauty products and has replaced them with natural ones. I’m all cool with that. Except for the fact that natural deodorants super suck! Most of my appointments involve lifting my arms and poking at my boobs and pits. At first, I would apologize, like- “Oh, I’m sorry, you know, with this kind of diagnosis, I’m just trying to avoid traditional deodorants…. Blah blah blah.” And they were all “Cool. Like yeah, no worries, I get it. Blah.” But shit man, if any of you have a natural deodorant that you recommend that REALLY works, help a sister out! ✌🏻️

We had to take Wyatt back to the pediatrician today because she was concerned that he had lost too much weight since birth at our appointment yesterday. So we had about 18 hours to pack on those lbs. 😜. The appointment went well, he was up 2 ounces from yesterday and things are looking good. Yay! 

I figured, while we were with a medical professional, I’d ask her a quick question about myself. The night before, I had a sudden chill that was insane. I couldn’t speak, my jaw was rattling, I was shivering and just could not get warm. John and my brother’s fiancé Jessica covered me with quilts, put two pairs of socks on me and we called the nurse line. They were absolutely no help. I was finally able to warm up about 15 minutes later. That was some scary shit. 

It tripped us all out so I wondered if maybe the doctor had heard of this sort of thing happening to other moms post partum. Or perhaps she’d say that it was a side effect from one of my many medications. Nah. Instead she got me an appointment downstairs in urgent care. 

At this point, Aaron and Jessica- who had been at the Drs appointment with us- had to drive back up north to get home. And John was with the boys. We agreed he would take them home to get them out of Germ Town and come back for me when I was done. 

The doctor who examined me was a little on the harsh side at first. Mind you- I am beyond sleep deprived, a little stressed, in pain and just fucking over being at Kaiser- and I started to cry. A lot. Could. Not. Stop. And she let up. She rattled off several things that could have caused my chill episode. None of them sounded cool. Haha see what I did there? Chill? Cool? Yeah? Ok

They did X Rays, blood work, pee tests, hooked me up to an IV, and gave me a super special pelvic exam. After 5 hours it was determined that I have the beginning signs of mastitis. AKA a Swollen/infected boob. I need to continue with the cabbage and ice packs and was given antibiotics and a medicine not used anymore to stop my milk supply. 

Hey, remember back when I said I am kind of a big deal around Kaiser?   😉 Well I’m only getting more popular. The doctor didn’t even have to say my name to the hospital OB and Oncocologist on call and they knew who I was when she was collaborating. Like a Kardashian or something. Sarcasm. 

Luckily my friend Sully was able to meet me at urgent care earlier in the day to take me home once I was freed or to the ER if more tests were needed. We entered a whole new friend level today. 🍈🍈 My boobs are bigger than melons. For real. If I could detach them, I could easily knock someone out if I threw them. Weird visual huh? Anyways, poor Sully had to help me stretch my tank top over my boulders. We’re like, breast friends. 👯

My boobs used to be a fun accessory. Now they are just pains in my mamms. 😅