Hi Friends! Well, my surgery was successful. I am now minus one lymph node. It's funny... usually when Stephen and I go to a hospital together we come out with another kid. This time I left with a little less than I went in with. If only my surgeon could have removed some of my inner thigh cellulite as well... Ah, what are you going to do?
A few days of bed rest has been more interesting than I thought it was going to be. I've discovered that when I have all the time in the world to sleep it seems to be the last thing my body wants to allow. Why is that? I fall asleep and then begin that twitching thing where you wake yourself up constantly because you feel like you're falling. You know what I'm talking about. I also have dreamt twice that I woke up with my breasts having been augmented. If the pain of that is anything like having your armpit sliced open and rifled through, then I'll keep my A's...
I know now that I will never be addicted to prescription pain pills. They are wonderful for their intended purpose. Lucky for me, every side effect I was warned about has happened to me, as well as a few I had to search for online because they were a total surprise. I have to take several different medications and supplements to counteract the effects of the pain meds. It's all good. I'm grateful to have them for the time being.
I also have discovered that when you wipe tape residue with baby oil, rubbing alcohol, and a few household products in an attempt to remove it, you end up with baby-oil-rubbing-alcohol-beauty-product-soaked tape residue. The good news is, it's still a lovely shade of orange from the iodine used to prep the area. It's also a magnet for cat hair, just in case any of my whiskered friends need extra. Yes, I have scrubbed many times to the best of my ability... it could be worse, right? At least it was the correct side of my body...
My sweet husband has not left my side during the whole thing, from beginning to end. He's been Mom and Dad, the chef, driver, errand runner, grocery shopper, and foot rubber. He has been patient as I kept the TV on because I couldn't sleep. He has gotten up early with the littles. He has waited on me hand and foot, as well as doing the necessary things needed around the house daily. I can't thank you enough, Stephen, and I just want to tell you how much I appreciate all you do.
Now, we just wait for the test results. I have a pretty confident feeling. In the meantime, I am looking forward to regaining my strength and blogging about cats and weather and towels and whatever else happens to come to mind... thanks for your support.
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