It has been 6 weeks since I entered University of Pennsylvania to prepare for my double mastectomy with reconstruction. We arrived at 5:30AM for a 6:00AM check in and they immediately started processing me. It all happened so fast despite my asking them to allow me to wait until my parents arrived. I was lucky that I was able to snap this photo. I guess they have to be so efficient as they have a plethora of surgeries scheduled or maybe they thought I was going to change my mind:)
The process increased my anxiety but I could not allow my kids to see it and I needed for my husband to remain strong. This anxiety came front and centered once I was prepped and my parents were allowed to see me. I cried like a baby as I felt there was so much that I needed to tell them but I just couldn't find the words. My dad instantly hugged and prayed with me while my mom held my hand and I knew they understood.
My husband and kids were next to come in. My husband tried not to look worried but my kids were another story. My daughter did not want to leave me and my son could barely look at me. I hugged my son tight and told him that I loved him and would see him soon. My daughter, had lots of questions which I answered as I assured her that I would not be alone and that she had nothing to worry about. We hugged and she left confident knowing that she would see me again. My husband hugged and kissed me as we spoke silent words, I knew he would be ok. As some of my closest friends and family came in and out of the area, I thanked God for I knew that they had me covered.
My surgical team arrived and I was wheeled into surgery to continue the journey…..