My nails have gotten so bad that I just decided to paint them a nice dark color and not look at them anymore. I think my middle finger nail on my right hand is going to come off. Gross! Oh well, I guess having a cute band aid on that finger will give me an excuse to flip people off... just kidding (kinda).
Oh and in other fun news, I went to Target today with NO wig on. Yay! It was hilarious to see people try to avoid looking at me. Either people were overly nice, or they tried SO hard not to stare that they didn't look at me at all. It was freeing and wonderful. Then I went to Victoria's Secret to try to find a specific type of bra that I'm supposed to wear after surgery, and the lady that was helping me there was super overly friendly. She said that out of the probably 50 people she's talked to facing breast reconstruction, I'm only the 2nd one with a positive attitude about it. That's so sad! Am I just delusional? Is there something I'm supposed to be pissed about? I would rather have jacked up scars and no nipples than have cancer! That's for darn sure! I'm excited!
Anyway, Chris is looking forward to having the next six weeks off to take care of me. I'm looking forward to having him home, too. Tomorrow is going to be a loooong day. So please put those prayers out there for me/us. Before you know it, I'll be blogging about my fabulous, resort-style weekend experience at St. Joseph's in Orange and this whole experience will be a thing of my past. :-)