My arm both looks and feels terrible. I keep hoping that I am imagining it but don't think so. Last week it was perfect and I pranced around feeling fantastic. Now my left arm feels particularly wobby. And looks thick, plus it was up on Monday when I saw The Lymph Lady.
I will be in despair if I have to wear the compression sleeve. Part of me wants to wear it for a few days to bring my arm down; the other part of me thinks: just enjoy your last days free of a compression sleeve 'cos if it's up on Monday when I see The Lymph Lady, it'll be a compression sleeve for me.
Am praying that it's nothing.
I live in Johannesburg, South Africa, where I was diagnosed with breast cancer on Thursday January 15 2009. This is my journey with cancer and other musings as surveyed - initially temporarily hairless - from under my hats.
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