So yesterday I had a mini-freakout. I was happily looking through my mail seeing if my US weekly arrived when I saw a letter from my reconstructive surgeon’s office. It said that the office is no longer in-network with my insurance. I called my insurance to see what that meant financially, and the answer is that my out-of-pocket costs will more than double what they would have been before. My heart started beating a bit faster and I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

But then, I looked at the invite my mother-in-law just sent out for the “goodbye boobies” party she is throwing for me. I called my mom and she immediately started reassuring me everything would be fine. I talked to some good friends who were there to calm me down and have my back. I got a text from my friend who is helping me with my logo for the site. I took my dog for a walk and ran into my neighbor who offered to help walk him while I was recovering if I ever needed it. And then I felt totally calm. Support systems and community are so important throughout this journey – and I’m so thankful to have such a strong community rallying behind me.