I had wanted to get my remaining breast removed at the beginning of November but they scheduled it for November 26. That was pushing it, to my mind, but I was willing to go along with it. Then, because it is elective surgery, it got bumped to Dec 3rd. I decided to wait until the new year. I saw the surgeon on the 9th. He was very concerned about my deep depression and suggested I may want to delay the surgery. I told him I want it done as soon as possible in the new year. I haven't received a date as yet. He is going to try to spare the nipple as well as to repair the scar on my right side. I still have quite a bit of pain, not so bad some days but very bad other days. He said there is still some inflamation. I told him I want the scar flat on the skin, not a deep gouge like it still is. Anyway, I told him I have to see my family doctor on Tuesday the 15th. His nurse, Becky, was going to contact my family doctor about my depression. This is the deepest depression I have ever experienced. Even my husband has finally realized the seriousness. I want to fight it and get back to my old bubbly self. I hate feeling this way.