Celebrate good times

I am so happy to report that my consultation in Atlanta with a woman reconstruction specialist went marvelously! 

This particular consultation was my second one for the implants reconstruction.  As I said previously, I had a consult with a different surgeon in North Ga. over Christmas Eve and that consult left me upset and feeling as though I was in the same boat (meaning I did not leave feeling confident that one reconstructive surgery was better than the other for me).  I have been struggling desperately and praying constantly that God help me to choose the right type of reconstruction for my body and then help me find the right person to do it.  I have driven myself crazy trying to soak up as much knowledge about different reconstructions, the pros and cons of all of them, and who should perform my surgery.

Taking a breath of fresh air and a moment to let peace sink in, I feel (finally) a little more guided in the right direction!

On the way home today I thought of this metaphor to help explain all of my feelings of panic and uncertainty.  When I was a kid and my mom took me shopping one of my favorite things to do was run in between the clothes racks and hide.  To my naiveness, when I would come out of the clothes rack inevitably my mom had moved on to somewhere else with her shopping and I was left in a panic.  I would come out from the hanging line of clothes only to look up and see some strange woman in place of my mom, who typically made the commit of, “Oh, my, you scared me.”  Well, no kidding, woman, you scared me because you are trying to talk to me and I don’t have a clue who you are!  Where is my mom!

 This is exactly how I felt after leaving my first consult on Christmas Eve.  I had this hope and expectation that after speaking with this surgeon about getting implants I would know for a fact either “yes” I will do implants or “no” I will get the flap done.  Then, walking out the door I was left in this panic of being at square one still.  It was not that the consult was terrible but his reconstruction pictures I saw left me in a panic!  I don’t want to look unsymmetrical nor do I want to worry that all the cons of having implants placed are going to happen to me.  *Sigh*

Then today rolls around and as life would have it (at least if I was shopping with my mom) I found her and the world was right again!  Of course, I would continue to play in and out of the clothes rack and lose her…again...but for today’s purpose, I FOUND HER!  The consult honestly had the same type of information I received at the previous one however the thoroughness of the information given was, hands down, incredible.  Both, the breast reconstructive surgeon and her PA specialize in boobs!  This works great for me considering I have boobs and have grown fond of them.  They work directly with specialists that are in a group of physicians called Atlanta Breast Care Specialist.  Their main focus is breast cancers and diseases and how to increase a woman’s life span who is dealing with these issues.  The consult left me feeling very hopeful.  I am reluctant to get overly excited because this is a huge decision and who knows if I will feel differently tomorrow.  What I do know today is that my appointment went well and peace is in my heart!