Cancer in the time of Corona

I had my bilateral mastectomy surgery on June 18th. I’ve had this post in draft form since before the surgery, but the emotional weight of it prevented me from finishing it and posting. To be honest, I had a lot more anxiety than I anticipated leading up to the surgery.  I feared I would be a fluke outlier, and have something go wrong and die on the table.  Surprise- I didn’t! Here I am, with my chest and left armpit sore as f*ck, wearing a drain belt for my surgical drains and looking more like a cancer patient than ever. In the spirit of Punk’d, my eyebrows decided to fall out a month after finishing chemo.  I had thought my eyebrows would escape unscathed, but instead, they have jumped ship as the hair on my head works hard on growing in.  As my sister says, you can pencil your eyebrows in, but you can’t do that for your head hair, so I’ll take it.  I had initially wanted to have a Tootaloo Titties send-off party before my surgery, but COVID made that impossi...