Bri, you can and will whip the shit out of this, without question. I know that it will seem incredibly insensitive of me to say this, but it is something that I feel I know more than a little bit about. If they have to do a radical mastectomy, it is not going to make you one bit less beautiful, desireable or worthy of love. I've been carved up like a Thanksgiving turkey. I have an ostomy bag, a gigantic cavernous scar that runs the length of my abdomen from the aftermath of the wound infection following the colectomy, a zipper from the bypass surgery, I'm 80 pounds overweight, short, with gray and thinning hair and generally not a physical specimen of any traditionally desireable qualities. Yet I am blessed with a beautiful wife (whom I met after becoming an ostomate), a couple of damn hot girlfriends, an incredible wealth of friends and loved ones and a pretty damned enviable life in most every way.
I say this because I want you to know, and to truly believe, that even if you lose a breast to this bitch of a cancer, you will do so to maintain a life that has incredible value, full of purpose and potential, and in the end, you will be beautiful, desireable, and a whole person...just as you are now. You will be stronger, tested, and even more formidable than you can now imagine.
We will love you, pray for you, send you all the energy it takes to beat this fucker into submission and walk away as the goddess you truly are. I personally will put you on a pedestal...and then look up your dress every chance I get.
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"To those of you who are wearing ties, I think my dad would appreciate it if you took them off." - Robert Moog
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