Tuesday, December 15, 2009


Here I am at 7:45 on Tuesday morning. Boy, am I sore. As in wrestling with wild animals, hit by a Mac truck sore. Even my lower back hurts. I guess that's from lying on that evil operating room table.

Things apparently went well. I was asleep so I missed it. I now have tatas that, of course, I haven't seen. I don't like looking at incisions so I've kept my bandages in place. Bill checked the bleeding and healing. He says things look OK. No drains, thank you Jesus. Those things are beyond gross!

Dr. S did do some scar tissue removal. He also sent everything to the pathology lab for testing - I guess this is standard procedure. I can't tell yet if I can move my arm better although the whole mess feels less tight across the chest, if that makes sense. I can't feel much of anything other than discomfort but the pulling seems to be gone. My right arm is pretty swollen but then Dr. S was in there messing around and it's my lymphedema arm. I did get stuck on my back in bed like a turtle with a shell. Had to wake Bill up for help getting up :)

All in all, it's manageable.

We actually ran into the lady at the hospital who made sure I had a private room last year during my mastectomy. I got the chance to thank her for helping us out. I can't imagine what I would have done without Bill with me 24/7. Angels along the way.

And we ran into at least 4 people in the surgical center who've cared for me before at one time or another. This was nice cause they treated me like a queeny-waheenie. Kept me warm, kept my mind busy during the wait with all the visiting and chatting. More angels.


Sue in Italia/In the Land Of Cancer said...

Or were you stuck in your bed like a terrapin on its back?!

Glad you got your tatas without too much pain.

JD said...

Congratulations on the new Chi Chis!

S. F. Heron said...

Yes, sue! I was a terrapin!

Thanks JD :)

Daria said...

Glad everything went well ... drains are very gross.