Take one part hot flash, one part dark cloud, and you will certainly get some outbursts of rain. Well, rain in the form of tears. No one ever warned me that the hormonal recovery would, at times, seem worse than the physical recovery. At least when I had physical symptoms, I knew what to do to work around it and still have a somewhat normal existence. During chemo if it made me queasy to be around certain smells, then I wasn’t around certain smells. After surgery if it hurt when I lifted my arm above my head, then I didn’t lift my arm above my head. But if everything feels okay (or even better) and functioning normally, when the dark cloud rolls in (often times accompanied by a hot flash), it knocks me off my feet emotionally. Somehow, that seems to make everything come to a halt.
The good news is that when things are good, then I really do feel really good. I have good mobility in my arms, I’m sleeping better, and I’m getting ready for tissue expansion number four on Monday. Things are truly progressing nicely, with the exception of few weather delays.
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