Cancer free boobies!

I saw the surgeon today…the cancer is gone! Moving onto Phase II…chemo, just to make sure any cells that are thinking about misbehaving are given a very stern talking-to.

And because I didn’t do it publically (shame on me) thanks to rocking chair for the teddy bear…he’s coming to chemo with me. And thanks to Baker for the cookies…bless the USPS, they did arrive, although I got them on the way to work and I haven’t had a chance to open them yet.

And just because I can’t nag enough…ladies, get your mammograms, and gentlemen, make sure the women in your life get mammograms.

Champagne is on ice, appetizers are on the table, and the hot tub is merrily bubbling away. Party time!!!

YAY for cancer free boobies!

Huzzah! Wishing you a speedy recovery.

Yay! A toast to your good health, ivylass, and may you be cancer-free forever!

What Nava said upthread!!!

You should have this silk-screened on a white t-shirt.

Congratulations!

Congrats :).

ladies, get your mammograms
Done.
Hooray! Independence from cancer day! Boobies everywhere, salute!

Whoohoo!!! It’s party time, excellent!

Great news, Ivylass! So happy to hear your boobies have a clean bill of health. Stay tough through the chemo and whip all your cells into submission. You’re the boss of them, dammit!

Where?
Oh, I missed the first word. Thought it said
Free Boobies!

Congratulations!

Admit it, you titled the thread this way so you could see what the Google ads would be.

Congratulations! :slight_smile:

O frabjous day! Calloo! Callay!

I’m seeing Barack Obama ads, which must mean Obama is a boob. :smiley:

That’s, like, so totally gnarley. Excellent, dude!

I made the appointment for my first one two days ago. (Would have been earlier, but I was waiting for the gonzo new health insurance to kick in.)

Yay for ivylass’s boobies!

They truly are the best kind…Congratulations!!

Awesome news! Cheers and have fun celebrating. Here’s hoping chemo is easy on you and takes care of any lingering bad boys.

Maybe when you finish chemo you can have someone bake you a cake.

Cake mix in a bowl - bake. Turn out onto plate. Frost a fleshy pink. Pipe a darker pink nipple on it.

My sister got one when she finished chemo. She loved it.

WOO HOOOOOOO!!!

Ahem. I told you so. Neener neener. :stuck_out_tongue: :smiley:

Me and my cancer-free, bruised boobie are doing the happy dance for you and your cancer-free, bruised boobie. ::cue happy dance music::