My first Shania twain day since February

Today was my first Shania Twain day since my double mastectomy. 
What do I mean by a "Shania Twain" day?
Man! I feel like a woman.
I woke up feeling feminine and slipped on a dress I bought at the end of last summer that I haven't (1) felt like wearing and (2) been able to fit into.  A cute little, floral JCREW number that screams summer.  Too bad, it's already Pumpkin Spice Latte season, but I rocked it anyway.  It's still warm here in Oklahoma.

So...let it be known that it took exactly 7 months and 5 days for me to feel like the feminine, garden party going, dress and heel wearing princess that I used to be.

The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun

So, what else have I been up to?

On August 15th I got my fat harvested from my inner thighs and then injected into by boobs.
Science is amazing and the fact that I was able to get an inch suctioned off my thighs is also pretty amazing. 
Liposuction is NO JOKE. I now know why celebrities check themselves into a facility for weeks at a time to be able to relax after their procedures.  I didn't want to wear clothes, be seen in public, move off the couch, or use my brain at all. 
The bruising was quite in tense.  I originally thought about sharing the photos on this page for all to see, but have decided against it.  I still have them on my phone, so if you run into me and want to see them, I will show them. 

Next month I will be attending the FORCE (Facing Our Risk of Cancer Empowered) annual conference in Orlando.  I'm excited to see a couple of friends while I'm down there, but I am particularly excited to learn more about how to empower and engage others with BRCA1&2 mutations here in Oklahoma.  Other states have FORCE organizations and I hope to bring back enough knowledge and confidence to be able to start a chapter to service the fine men and women in Oklahoma that need information, empowerment, and support.

Because this is why I've done all this, right?  Not only to save myself from, what I now refer to as, my ticking time boobs, but also to raise awareness and help others.

Before today, I've been feeling pretty blue.  Some days I feel like I am a fraud, others I have forgotten that I have undergone two major procedures within 6 months of each other and am amazed that I've kept it together all along.  I'm sure things have slipped through the cracks but at the end of the day I have my health, I have my marriage, and I am surrounded by amazing friends who have been there to entertain, drive, feed, and cry with me along the way.

It takes a village, right?!