What a week! Surgery went well on Monday. Monday is still a blur. I know I arrived at the hospital with breasts and woke up with a spiffy new corset cradling my mounds.
I had asked that the surgeon take a photo of my tumor. I guess they don’t do that. I was anxious to see what the beast looked like. I imagine it had horns, big teeth and a ravenous appetite. More than likely it was just a blob but I like to put a face to the name. I did name my tumor but it is not politically correct and probably considered in poor taste.
The hospital stay was fun because of the drugs and all of the nice nurses. I don’t recommend it if you are looking for a good nights sleep. It is funny when they tell you how important it is to rest but then wake you up every hour around the clock. There were plenty of wires, tubes and gadgets that needed checking.
It was so good to be released and get home yesterday. I currently have 2 dogs acting as compression bandages on my mounds. It is nice to be loved. There are still hoses and tubes dangling out of me but so far none of the dogs have tried to eat them. My daughter Tina is my nurse and takes her role seriously. She is ever vigilant that I don’t lift or use my arms. She even washed my hair. Ahhh, life is good.
The pathology results are in and it is good news. Clean margins and limited lymph involvement. My left arm will be in a sling for awhile.
Chemo starts in 2 weeks.