My new look

I thought I'd reveal my new look. If you have a weak stomach, it may bother you. I don't think it's that bad but fair warning. This was after my 1st shower yesterday. The incision gets cleaned and dressed with ointment everyday. It will stay covered this week and once my drain is removed next week, I'll be able to leave it unwrapped. I'm sure it will make for a good story someday. I hope, at the very least, Alexa will think her Mommy was brave when she gets older.


It's interesting to compare my forearm's profile with the tumor and without the tumor. Needless to say, I definitely lost some weight (and anatomy) with its removal.

And if my life weren't colorful enough, I was bit by a dog during a walk this evening in my parent's neighborhood. Ironically, it was the only time I left the house today. I was minding my own business when a collared beagle ran across the street and bit right through my pants into the back of my leg. I guess a bald women with her arm in a sling is incredibly threatening. I am, however, very thankful Alexa didn't come with me as she usually does.

My dad thinks he found the dog and its owner based on my description. (Meanwhile, I was getting treated at an urgent care clinic.) The owner denied the dog's wrong doing and was confrontational with my dad. A worker from animal welfare is going to visit with me and the owner tomorrow, so you can pray that goes well. If it is the same dog, my dad found out it was vaccinated so that is good news. Otherwise, could you please pray God would protect my body from a gnarly infection (I know there will be a gnarly bruise regardless). It's the last thing my body needs as we're trying to nurse it back to health from surgery and in preparation for another round of chemotherapy. The silver lining is I was pumped full of antibiotics last week and am taking an oral antibiotic now. I guess God wanted to take my mind off the pain in my arm or perhaps He wants us to get very efficient at wound care.