One of Austin's teachers was out a few days last week and Austin had the most hilarious story he told everyone within earshot (which is pretty much a 1/2 mile radius if you've ever heard his whisper volume). He overheard the teachers talking about 'surgery.' So in his little 4 year old mind, Ms. Delores 'has breast cancer and she's having surgery to remove her sick breast. When she comes back to school, she's only going to have one breast. But it's ok. When she goes out to have fun with her friends, she can just put another one on like you Mom.'
Hahaha. Ms. Delores definitely does not have breast cancer. The surgery he overheard about was her husband's knee surgery. She was out to help him recover. Poor kid knows too much too early :) And as for putting on another boobie when you go out with your friends...I went to my hilarious girlfriend, Kristin's, bachelorette party a while back and he caught me slipping it into my shirt. I hope his advanced anatomy lessons do not get him kicked out of school one day (checkout how gorgeous the bride looked!!).
Life without Tamoxifen update. Not much to note...I feel ok. When I was on Tamoxifen I went through periods where I felt kind of 'blah' not really happy or sad. I know I'm getting back to my good old sensitive Jenn self when I tear up if I see a homeless guy on the corner, a cheesy commercial, pretty clouds...hahaha. Nothing really that different to note, if anyone's really interested, get in touch with me and I'll fill you in on details, but one really annoying bullet point I will share is that my weight BALLOONED when I quit taking it. I am, no joke, at the same weight I was when I delivered Austin! No changes in diet (y'all will not be surprised that I am extremely rigid about what I eat...home made bone broth, at least 1 lb of organic veggies a day, green juices, grass fed/pastured meats...I'm really annoying about it too. haha), plus I actually increased my exercise significantly. I had shin splints from running for 3 weeks in a row and was steadily pounding at the trail 5 days a week.
Pounds packing on week after week. So frustrating. I have never had difficulty losing weight. I've never been a stick, but when my jeans have gotten a little tighter, I could lose a few pounds easily. Consulted 3 docs about it and they all say it's jacked up hormones. My body's adjusting back to having usable Estrogen and there's really nothing more any of them could recommend for me to do differently. Well dammit. Hopefully, things will balance out and I'll quit needing to buy a bigger size stretchy pants every 3 weeks. haha. You know it's bad when even your stretchy pants dig into your gut.
Love
Jenn
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