{"id":212,"date":"2015-08-20T22:51:52","date_gmt":"2015-08-21T05:51:52","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.notwhatihadplanned.com\/?p=212"},"modified":"2015-08-20T22:51:52","modified_gmt":"2015-08-21T05:51:52","slug":"gone-for-now-but-not-forgotten","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.notwhatihadplanned.com\/?p=212","title":{"rendered":"Gone (for now) But Not Forgotten"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Today was the first day since the surgery when I actually took care in how\u00a0I looked. I had an event I wanted to attend at my daughter&#8217;s school so I broke out the make up, put my jewelry back on (I&#8217;d removed it all for the surgery and never put any of it back on),\u00a0put a bra on (with assistance)\u00a0and covered my hairy legs in nice pants. In the end, it was quite empowering &#8211; feeling like my old self (amazing what make up can do!).<\/p>\n<p>But &#8211; this accomplishment was not reached without another kick in the gut from cancer. As I was putting on my eye liner I realized that all of my eye lashes had gone. Yup. Last time I&#8217;d put make up on\u00a0(the day before the surgery) I know they were there and today &#8211; well, today they were not. Luckily I&#8217;m not into mascara &#8211; I&#8217;m all about the charcoal gray eye liner with my favorite Mary Kay eye shadow and with those in play, I still felt good.\u00a0 Also &#8211; my eye brows are still around. I&#8217;m hoping they don&#8217;t go missing&#8230;. I honestly think that would be worse and much more noticeable&#8230;.\u00a0 I&#8217;m prepared if they do (already picked up a nice, brown eye brow pencil if (heaven forbid) I have to draw them back on). For now, I feel confident that they are staying around. Just in case, I&#8217;m keeping my fingers crossed.<\/p>\n<p>The second thing that was different in getting ready was figuring out how to be comfortable in public concerning my breasts. Currently, my chest doesn&#8217;t sag &#8211; they are two mounds with happy little nipples pointing about. I put on a t-shirt and, well, the nipples were noticeable easily to me. Since I didn&#8217;t feel that was acceptable to me &#8211; and due to the summer temperatures outside &#8211; adding a second shirt or coat wasn&#8217;t going to do, I figured I&#8217;d give a bra a try. With my husbands assistance to close it, I then checked to see how I looked in the t-shirt. A slight improvement but with a new problem &#8211; the bra size was all off. The straps were adjusted accordingly to accommodate my much smaller cup size and that helped but still &#8211; I could see the rough up and down bumps from a too-big bra. Thinking for a second I realized the answer was obvious &#8211; what does any female do when they cannot fill out a bra? They stuff it. Feeling like I was more in high school trying to catch up with my girl friends because I was a late bloomer, I grabbed a bunch of tissues and stuffed the cups and voila! A nice smooth surface finally was realized with the t-shirt. Success!\u00a0 It&#8217;s all about overcoming obstacles. This one was more of a silly one but I was not to be outdone and felt good that I succeeded &#8211; though it did feel like smoke and mirrors! Cancer be damned!<\/p>\n<p>Although my eye lashes and &#8220;filled bra cups&#8221; are currently gone, they are not forgotten and I know that they will be back. Have I mentioned that this is a long, slow battle that requires unending patience and optimism and perseverance to win??? Screw you, Cancer. One thing you&#8217;ve taught me is patience and I know these will all come back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today was the first day since the surgery when I actually took care in how\u00a0I looked. 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