I dare not think where I would be today without you
As in our first letters, I know I tend to gush over all you folks about all you have done for and mean to me, but I dare not think where I would be today without you.
You will find this funny. The other day a friend gave me a hug and said, “oh, I wish my breasts felt this firm!” November 9th it will be 3 years since my surgery with Dr. Weisberg. Sometimes I can’t believe it’s been this long and some days it all feels like yesterday. Of course some days I really miss that part of me that could feel my husband’s touch (TMI?) But, you folks did something amazing for me. You allowed me to get on with my life. During those months with you, with the prior surgeries, infections, poor reconstruction and then the second cancer diagnosis, I needed someone to take over. I was tapped out. I couldn’t see one more step in front of me. And you folks took my crumpled mind and body and compassionately walked me through the tunnel until I could see some light.
In reading the testimonials on your website I know many people say similar things. I don’t want to infer that what I went through was greater than your other patients, but I think it was different. I have never been sick before. I was scared of this disease called cancer, and I had to hear that word twice. What I was told would be two surgeries turned into four before I met you. All the promises of sacrificing one breast for a positive reconstructive outcome were dashed when I was left with a broken, numb chest. The thoughts go through your mind. Will I recover from this disease? How much will cancer take from me? Will I ever stop feeling self conscious in front of my husband and dare to stop wearing the camisole to bed?
I have the unique position of experiencing the differences of two plastic surgeons. I know the difference between a devastating outcome and an artist’s touch, extreme pain days after surgery and amazing mobility and manageable pain within days. But most of all, is the cloud of despair lifting away to rays of hope. I have Dr. Weisberg and all of you to thank for that.
I know this email is wordy. I just felt like writing when I saw your email, and the “anniversary” of all of this rolled around. I hope you all never forget what you did for us.
C.B.