May 15
Looking back to October 2012, the month of my retirement from full-time work where I spent the last 28 years, I had a few post-retirement plans that didn't seem would create a crazy schedule: First was minor surgery that had a brief 4-week recovery period; second was to join a Bible study; third was to join a golf club; fourth was to work part-time at my former job; fifth was to join long-time friends (who had retired from the same organization) for breakfast once a week; and sixth was to become a dog-sitter through a web-based service. So far, so good.  Not too much to do to completely take up every minute of the day.
There was a struggle to get to Social Security and begin getting SS checks. And I still haven't started my retirement fund withdrawals. But, aside from that, not having many responsibilities and having time for activities I really enjoy, has been very nice.
So, for the last 6 months, my post-retirement routine has been very manageable and pleasant.
Then came the annual mammogram in April. A mass. After breast cancer in December 1991, here we go again.  The same breast too! Why couldn't it have been the other one so that the surgery (hopefully a lumpectomy, like last time) would give me a much-need breast reduction, if for nothing else, match the size of the other one!!?!
Worst case: double mastectomy
Best case: the mass is a result of a fall I'd taken first of April, which hurt my thumbs and wrists and lower arms the worst, but also resulted in my breasts also slamming into the street - no surgery.
Well, biopsy is Friday.
I'm not afraid of cancer - just the surgery and being out of real life for maybe six months followed by post-treatment (radiation, chemo, etc.).
That would suck.
Of course, there is a worst worst case too because cancer is so unpredictable and, hey, could be the final sentence.
Not afraid of dying either. I would feel bad for my husband and fur-son. And, I would really like to get ALL loose ends cleaned up - honestly, that would take about a year. Hope I have a year. Time to find a cure for my long-term procrastination malady.

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