Yesterday, August 30, was the first year mastectomy anniversary, and I expected it to be a difficult day, like the lumpectomy anniversary was.
But it was kind of a non-event.
I joked about it to my PT (we had our surgeries the same day with the same surgeon) at 11 and had two afternoon meetings. I came home, did some SOS web stuff for work, ran errands.
But I didn’t sleep well.