Good times, good times

My sister Annie came to visit me this weekend.  Such a good time. We spent most of our time playing Dr. Mario and putting a puzzle together, but it was the most fun I have had in a while.  She kicked my ass most of the time but I still had fun. She made me laugh so hard.  Had lots and lots of visitors this weekend.  It was so nice to see familiar faces and see that everyone cares. But holy crap did I need a nap. Hahaha poet….

 

She did ask me a question that I hadn’t really thought too much about.  She asked me if I felt sad or upset.  The answer, no.  I don’t feel a sense of loss, I don’t feel sad that I no longer have my boobs. I just don’t.  I understand where for some women it may be completely different, but for me this is not the case.  I prayed about it, and waited to get nervous, but I did not.  I think that was Gods way of reassuring me that I was making the right decision for me.  I have no regrets.  Well, maybe one…taking senna,colace, and MiraLax. My colon is in tip top shape. Lol.