Mastectomy Day is finally here.
Calmer than I thought I would be, but did not sleep well at all. I don’t think I have gotten more than five hours of sleep any night the past month. I am hoping that changes next week, I have always enjoyed 8 hours of sleep and would like to resume that practice.
Why am I not more anxious or scared? I mean they are removing a breast, shouldn’t I be? I have never had surgery before so I figured I would be a mess. Even though I have been up since 3, I am surprisingly calm.
I feel so many prayers lifting me up.
I feel my Daddy’s presence with me.
I feel confident in Dr. Jaskowiak skill and experience.
I feel the weight of the tumor that I want out of me, more than I want to save my breast.
I feel the arms of my children and husband engulfing me with pure love.
I feel the arms of my Savior embracing me, calming me and comforting me.
No matter what happens today, I can handle it, embraced by grace.
Grace embraced: Love