You had to be there

The last post ended with a promise to share the first time I met my surgeon, Dr. Barry Davis a.k.a."McDreamy". He is an exceptionally looking man, but more importantly, a brilliant surgeon. He did my biopsy and then, a few weeks later, the lumpectomy. After the surgery, when I was at home and settled in bed, my mother told me that while I was being rolled into recovery, I (in true Kim fashion) reached out and patted the good doctor on the ass.

There are things stronger than cancer and come from very unexpected sources within. It's pretty obvious where my source is!