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This week I met with my General Surgeon and had a consultation with a plastic surgeon. I have had increasing stress and anxiety regarding "July". The good news is that this week I am more informed about my options for reconstruction. I think I have decided on the procedure I want and now I need to set up appointments at Georgetown Hospital to talk to the doctors that do the Diep Flap procedure.

There are still some factors up in the air that I have to know before I can have a surgery date set. One is whether I have to get radiation after I finish chemo and the other is what doctor and what facility I am going to for surgery.

After going to see some doctors this week I have a little less anxiety, as with every new decision I go through waves of feeling overwhelmed and waves of calm and peace. This is just a roller coaster type year for me.

After I meet with the Georgetown doctors I will post a blog with more details regarding the choices I am making and why. I am a little burnt out from describing it all right now, as I have had about 20 phone call conversations about it...but I should know more hopefully in 2 weeks.

Peace & Love -
Rosie

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