TITTIES!

I now have TWO bodacious bras and TWO silicone boobs..HOTT DAMN! Gawd help me I did buy another wig but it is so kick ass I just couldn't help myself *cry*

Those rubber tits really do the job. A person would have to get way too close to my junk to spot a difference and if someone besides the husband or the doc gets THAT close expect to draw back a bloody stump. These bitches even feel exactly like my remaining tittay. It is amazing.

Second Silhouette is in need of a fitter so I'm filling out the application. It'll be a little work here and there so a bit of monies plus I'll know first hand what some of the ladies needing prosthetic breasts and wigs are going through. It'll be a way that I can help and that's a good thing.

My wonderful husband who has been so patient and supportive with this fkn mess took us out on Labor Day to Garden Ridge and bought almost a whole basket of Halloweenies!!!!! I immediately put them on display.

After sniveling about Jess having EIGHT BOXES of Halloweenies and me with my pitiful one bag I think Tad felt a bit sorry for me so now I can buy one of those big plastic storage boxes and have ONE box at least! No way can I keep up with Mrs. Boyd. She done got wayyyyy ahead of this gurrrl! We will have to buy resin tombstones though. The styrofoam ones are crap.

My 1st chemo party is this Fri at 9:40a and oh I am SO fkn excited about THAT *sarcasm*. At least it'll be one treatment down and then I have the bald head to look forward to and I'm sure THAT will be a fkn trill!! Good thing I has LOTS of hair ready. Blech. I'd best stop whining at least I'm not terminal. It could have been crotch cancer and ruined my down-there junk. No matter, it can ALWAYS be worse so Ac Cen Tu Ate the positive just like Ol' Johnny Mercer's song.