It’s just about midnight, the evening after my surgery, and I’m finding I’m not even remotely tired. On top of the lack of drowsiness, I am contending with those leg thingys that inflate to prevent blood clots, the incessant beepings from the nurses’ station, which is right outside my door, and the need to pee about once an hour! I almost dozed off once, only to be roused for my change-of-shift vitals (in typical hospital fashion)!
I lie here faithful and grateful that all has gone as well as it could with my surgery. The lymph node test was quick and painless (once we got past those awful shots). I was cared for by some wonderful people all day (thank you: Cathy, Steve, Jane, Ann Marie, Dr Farrell and the whole OR staff!). The sentinel node biopsy showed no signs of cancer, and my pain, thus far, has been quite tolerable. I had two surprise visitors today (thank you Lori M and Deacon John!) And I can’t stop reflecting on the outpouring of love, prayers and support! I am blessed.
Morning update: didn’t fall asleep until after 1:30. Up at 4:00 for meds and vitals check. Up again at 7:00 for change of shift.
I forgot to mention, I have two drains. The left one not draining too much, but the right side is, which makes sense given that is where the cancer was. I am wrapped up in bandages and an ace bandage around my whole chest area. So far, no need for narcotics. Managing well on prescription Motrin and ice packs!
Managed to get two laps around the floor.