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I don’t know what tomorrow looks like

Marissa, co-founder of “For the Breast of Us,” talks candidly about her experience during the middle of chemo in February 2016

Damn, so I’ve MIA on the blog for about a month and a half huh? Not surprising since I was in a mood. I guess it’s kind of poetic in a sense, that I decide to stroke the keys on World Cancer Day. I wonder what that means to people? Do we put up cute, cliche posts (Save the boobies!!) SN: I still really love my boobs in case anyone was wondering (pauses for a quick mutual squeeze). Back to this World Cancer Day though….

I’ve found I do some of my best writing between 1:00 am – 2:00 am. Shit. Just. Flows. It’s also (stop me if you’ve heard this before) my insomnia. Bitch just won’t leave me alone! No matter how many times we break-up, the bitch still crawls in my bed. I guess I like the snuggles.

Anyhoo, where did we leave off…ahh yes. So I had surgery and my surgeon is a kick ass!! If you want your boobs to look like God caressed them with care after he made you, go see Dr. Lee!! She’s amazing!! Now, I know some people reading this may say “Oh, it’s not all about the boobs, it’s the disease.” Yes, we get it, we hear you. But as I said before “I love boobs!!” In particularly mine but, I could grow to like yours too depending if they’re cute or not. If I want to talk about how much I love, enjoy and still be happy that mine are present, let. me. live.

See what happens when I don’t blog for awhile? I have all kinds of shit to say and have to throw out disclaimers for anyone who “might” be offended.

Back to this cancer thing, before I started treatment on Jan 28, I went to see my oncologist, Dr. Stanton. She gave me the great news that I am 100% cancer free!!! (Someone sound the bells and whistles) Buuuuuut, I still have to do aggressive chemo and radiation . Now, I work in the medical field and I get the reasoning behind it. But when I tell you I fought for some hard core facts on why I truly needed to do this! It was probably to the point of where my family was scared that I would say nope, not doing it, up until the day of (they should still be worried).

The reason why I started writing tonight is because I’m a week out from my first chemo and I started counting which days were good and which were bad. This is my life, and while I’m thankful I still have life (this week was rough so trust me when I say I’m thankful) this is currently my life.

I’m a planner and tomorrow I don’t have a plan because I don’t know what it will look like for me. While a part of that kills me to not have a plan, I don’t even think I care anymore that I don’t have a plan. Maybe that’s what I’m being taught…who knows.

Either way, “we’ll try again tomorrow.”

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