Yesterday I was reading a Living Beyond Breast Cancer article in the Insight newsletter (here’s the link if you are interested http://www.lbbc.org/About-LBBC/LBBC-Newsletter-and-Publication-Archive/National-Newsletter/Insight-Spring-2011 ). It addresses the need for physical rehabilitation for some after surgery. Most people, including myself, aren’t educated on affects of surgery beforehand. Learning to recognize signs of needed physical rehabilitation can help patients recover much sooner.
One lady was telling of her simple joy of being able to dress without help. Boy, I can sympathize with her. I had to choose my wardrobe carefully for a long time because I couldn’t raise one arm up high enough. As I read her comments, I remembered my most recent “wrestle” at a local department store.
Last week I was looking for a swimsuit so I could go swimming with my son. I couldn’t find the size I needed, but the bargain was so great I decided to try other sizes. The next size up just made me look like a beached whale. So I go for my favorite suit in the dressing room that is one size down. My excitement increased as I pulled the top over my chest. “Hey. Not bad.”, I whispered to myself. And it will match the black boy cut shorts I want to buy. I felt a temporary lift in my low self-esteem as I smiled at my reflection.
Then came the self image crash. I was pulling up the top as best I could. My “bad” arm not wanting to help much. My half-off swimsuit find was now just that… half off. I temporarily stop my efforts to breathe because I was holding my breath in attempt to escape. If America’s Funniest Home Videos could see me now, I would probably make it to the semi-finals. I commenced to wiggling as I pulled and thought about a line from Steel Magnolias, “Looks like two pigs fightin’ under a blanket.” ha ha!
Houdini didn’t have a thing a me, because I escaped that swim top. Whew! It was a close one. ha ha Needless to say, I didn’t buy it. And the fact that this girl is feeling really fat, I left with much disappointment.
This after breast cancer thing isn’t as easy as I thought it would be, but I’ve made it to here. And that is saying a lot. God has brought me this far. I’m so thankful for a loving God.