I was right. Waking up feeling like a million bucks, then taking a highly medicated nap and waking up an invalid was pretty brutal. Here is what I remember: Being wheeled into the OR filled with good-looking people and lots of lights. Waking up in recovery to an awesome nurse named EJ who I spent…

I’m baaaacckkkk! Can’t write much ’cause I’m on lot of drugs and this iPhone screen seems to be moving around and splitting into two every few seconds. Well, it happened. I had a bilateral mastectomy. My surgical team was straight out of Grey’s Anatomy. McHunky the anesthesiologist, McGorgeous the breast surgeon and McSuave for plastics….

(It’s Jennie again.) Grace says ‘hi.’ Everyone told her that Day 2 would be pretty much the worst. Guess what? It is. But we know that it’s normal for this situation. She is still in & out of woozy, druggy sleep. She did have a quiet night, though. Hopefully a healing one. Many doctors checked…

Hi, it’s Grace’s sister Jennie. A very brief update about how Grace is doing. She is in her room resting and gradually coming off the major pain meds/sleep drugs. Her surgeons reported that the mastectomy and reconstruction both went very well. It was a long operation. All good news from the surgery team. Grace is…

  I’m here. I’m hungry. I’m ready. I’m scared. But mostly hungry. I slept alright with the exception of tooth pain that left my sister and I contemplating whether or not we could crush a Tylenol for me to snort since I can’t have water. Ended up swallowing that bitch with saliva somewhere around 4am…

The breast surgeon said, ‘if you feel up to it.’ Therapist #1 said, ‘you might want to consider staying home.’ Plastic surgeon said, ‘I don’t care, I make boobs.’ Therapist #2, who specializes in cancer patients, said ‘absolutely do NOT go.’ And the dentist said, ‘I basically need to drill your face off every day…