Another Surgery ?*@!

I am facing yet another surgery this month in my BRCA journey.   I am so tired of it.   The last thing I want is yet another surgery.   Yet that is where I am at.   This time it is revision surgery.   Take care of some of the bumps and imperfections away from my body after 4 surgeries.   I know for sure that this is the right thing to do for me.   The last couple of weeks, I was wavering if all this preventative surgeries were really worth it.  I have spent some time wallowing in self-pity.   Hating my body, and how it looks.   The infections and complications along the way.  Then there was this heartbreaking post on Monday about the death of Kelly Preston as a result of breast cancer.

Thank you Kelly Preston

 

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It is with a very heavy heart that I inform you that my beautiful wife Kelly has lost her two-year battle with breast cancer. She fought a courageous fight with the love and support of so many. My family and I will forever be grateful to her doctors and nurses at MD Anderson Cancer Center, all the medical centers that have helped, as well as her many friends and loved ones who have been by her side. Kelly’s love and life will always be remembered. I will be taking some time to be there for my children who have lost their mother, so forgive me in advance if you don’t hear from us for a while. But please know that I will feel your outpouring of love in the weeks and months ahead as we heal. All my love, JT

A post shared by John Travolta (@johntravolta) on Jul 12, 2020 at 10:20pm PDT

Another Surgery I can handle

I look into her eyes and hear “you are so lucky you do not have to go through this pain, you did the right thing.”   As a psychic medium I know that was my confirmation that I did the right thing.   I can get through this like I did for the hysterectomy, double mastectomy, reconstruction and hernia.  A worldwide pandemic is not going to stop me.   I am at the finish line with this.  This is the fixing the things that make me hate looking at my body in a mirror.    My family will not have to endure such heartache.   I have broken the chain that my mother, grandmother and great grandmother endured.   I fought breast cancer on my terms.