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He said it was a great way to learn about every nook and cranny of a person’s body.
I told him that most people’s nooks and crannies I didn’t care to know about.
The next morning I woke up and watched my beautiful baby girl sleeping.
It was so hard knowing that I wasn’t going to see her for a week and that when I got out of the hospital, I wouldn’t be able to lift her.
But I couldn’t allow myself to feel the magnitude of this. When I arrived at the hospital, I went into pre-op. He took my hand and promised me that I would be okay.
First my breast surgeon came in to see me, then my plastic surgeon. The anesthesiologist came in, hooked me up to the IV and told me to count to ten.
I got out of the hospital a week ago, and you’re my first date since my surgery! I guess this isn’t normal first date banter, even for someone as odd as hanger guy.
I felt like my ex husband was my cancer and I wanted to cut him all out.
My aunt thought I was crazy to disclose so much right away. There’s a certain kind of freedom that comes from having your world turned upside down.
A week after I left the hospital, I wasn’t able to pull a shirt over my head, but I felt ready to have my first date in my new state.
So it should come as no surprise that the day before my double mastectomy, I went to get my hair done.
I thought it was important to have nice shiny hair while getting my breasts removed.