I JUST (about 3 minutes ago) got a call from surgeon's nurse, so now I have a surgery date - the morning/early afternoon of the 27th. Both girls going. I am ignoring the 'surgery' part, and instead paying attention to the 'no gap in my shirt placket, and now I can wear pretty necklaces' part.
Of course, I don't have pretty necklaces, and my neck is too thick (fat) to wear most of them anyhow, but the point is that if I wanted to and could find ones long enough, I could wear them without highlighting the fact that the rather-too-obvious bits are heading swiftly southwards.
And did I mention that my shirts won't gap any more? And I'll probably go down at least one shirt size... yay? Oh, and if I lose (a lot) more weight, I'll be able to wear the kinds of dresses I like without looking quite so silly (as long as nobody looks at the ankles).
In any case, I am determined to see the silver lining. I'm not losing the girls, I'm gaining... ummm... I wonder if I could get the plastic surgeon to draw the dotted lines in celtic spirals? That would be pretty cool.
See all the wonderful benefits to having cancer? I bet you want some, too - but you can't have mine, you have to get your own. So there.