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Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Looking back on 2016

It's December tomorrow...DECEMBER, PEOPLE! What the heck?!
I was answering some questions about my upcoming procedures today and it hit me. This time last year I was trying to mentally prepare for 12 months of reconstruction work. It seemed so daunting at the time. It hasn't been easy, in fact, it's probably been the most physically challenging part of my cancer journey so far. But here I am, just 21 days from the final steps in the year-long process. The key is keep looking forward, don't focus on the challenge of the moment, but on the goal at the end.
I don't bore you with a long narrative...not right now, anyway. So here is 2016 in summary.

  • January 11 - surgery 1 - release the lattisimus dorsi muscle to increase blood flow prior to moving it
  • February 1 - surgery 2 - move the muscle (with some skin) from back to chest on the left side. tissue expanders implanted on both sides.
  • March - September - tissues expansion - saline added to expanders every 2 weeks.
  • September 26 - surgery 3 - tissue expanders removed and replaced with implants
  • December 21 - surgery 4 - multiple procedures including tattooing, fat grafting and some surgical adjustments
  • Also
    • DRAINS - have I mentioned how much I loathe those things?
    • Scar tissue
    • Seroma
    • Buckets of fluid
    • Physical Therapy
    • ASTYM
    • Cancer Scare
    • Physical challenges
    • Low points
    • Upswings
All that for some Frankenboobies.
 
I'm often asked if I would go through it all again. HECK YES! All of the procedures have been tough but the end result is worth it. Though more invasive, the process has a better success rate than other options. I would go through all of it again without hesitation!
 
 
Back soon!
Love to all,
Andee

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Save the Date

Well friends, it is almost time. It's been a 7 month process, so far, and now there's a light at the end of the tunnel! We expect that today was my last fill. That doesn't even sound real. I go back in 2 weeks for a final status check. If any adjustments are needed, we'll take care of them then (meaning fluid can be added, if necessary) and then we wait 4 weeks and BOOM surgery! It's officially on the books so lookout. September 26 is the big day. This won't be the last procedure of the year but it will be a big milestone. As always, I'll keep you posted on all of the details.
For those that might be new to the blog and have no idea what I'm talking about, I had surgery in January and February to prep for actual reconstruction and then to transfer muscle and implant tissue expanders in February. Since then, I've gone every 2 weeks for some sort of adjustment. Whether it be to remove fluid from my back (where the muscle was removed) or to add fluid to the expanders. I am quite ready to the have these croquet balls removed from my chest.
I'm exhausted so I'm heading to bed but check back in over the next few weeks and I'll do my best to keep you updated.

Cheers!

Love to all,
Andee

Saturday, July 9, 2016

7 days

I haven't posted in over a month? That's just wrong!  I started this post earlier this week. Sorry it has taken so long but I'm back and posting!
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It has been an interesting 7 days.  Life continues to throw surprises and tests our way and, believe it or not, even though we are old pros at this, you never get used to it.  I think we've gotten better at handling the curveballs (I'd like to think so, anyway) but dang! As always, I'm sharing my business in hopes of educating and motivating others to take their health seriously. Let's get started, shall we?

On Monday June 27, I was scheduled to visit my plastic surgeon's office for a fill. I arrived several minutes early so I sat in my car for a while. I was browsing some things on my phone and I took a minute to send Bobby this picture with a caption that said something like "This sounds about right." Little did I know...



 For some reason, before I got out of the car I checked my appointment card and realized that I was over an hour early. No big deal...better than an hour late, right? I went and grabbed some breakfast and came back. When I went inside they took me right in. I got changed and prepped for my regular needle sticks and expansion. When the nurse got ready to start she paused for a moment. She said she noticed something on my skin. She said she had never noticed it before. She grabbed a mirror and pointed it out to me. She asked if I had noticed it before. I told her that it may have been there but one of the things I haven't spent a lot of time doing over the past couple of years is looking at my chest.
She carried on with my fill but she seemed concerned. She was wonderful and after suggesting I get it checked out, she even attempted to get me in with the dermatology office across the street. Unfortunately, they were booked so she suggested that I return on Tuesday so Dr. Hall could look at it. So the appointment was made and I headed home. Was there some anxiety? Yes. Who am I kidding, there was fear. After checking out the spot I realized why she was so concerned about it. It fit all of the "worry if" criteria for melanoma. Not symmetrical, larger than a pencil eraser, etc.  The only thing that kept me from flipping out completely was the color. The shape and other characteristics looked a lot like the melanoma pictures I found - but it was lighter. Remember back in the early days of the blog, I talked about looking for the Silver Lining in everything...well, here's one for this experience. I kept telling myself that it didn't look EXACTLY like those pictures so I held out hope. I won't lie - at one point, there were some tears. It's not easy to deal with scares but I guess that's part of my life now. I allowed myself my time for self-pity and had my "how much is one person expected to take?" breakdown. Then I pulled myself together and faced the test.

I returned to the office @ 9 AM on Tuesday morning. Dr. Hall checked everything out and said she would never forgive herself if she didn't do a biopsy and it turned out to be something. That means scalpel and stitches. Luckily, I have no feeling in the skin in that area so she took the sample and stitched me up. Now it was time to wait. I won't take you through boring details of the next few days but let's just say I kept myself busy to keep that "what ifs" out of my head. I don't know how much you know about melanoma but it is not something you want. Scary, scary stuff.  Needless to say, it was a more stressful week than normal, but life must carry on.

On Friday afternoon, Dr. Hall called me personally to let me know that she had gotten the results back. I was a little scared at first because I feared that she didnt' want anyone else to give me the bad news. (And breathe....) She said she received the results and there was no cancer. At that moment I was pleasantly surprised and very happy!  I thanked her for calling and letting me know. About 15 seconds after I hung up the phone, the tears came. I knew I was worried, on some level, but I had no idea I would respond the way I did. It was like the gates opened and the emotion just flooded out. What a relief.

If you've been a follower for a while, you know I believe that life has a way of smacking you in the head to make you focus on what's important. This was my reminder that I need to get back to focusing on myself. I must look after myself first or I won't be strong enough to get through life's challenges, take care of my family and work at my best. So here we go with the "me first" campaign.  It's not selfish - it's about taking care of this one body that I've been given, as defective as it is, it's the only one I have.

So, my message to you is to make sure you get yourself screened. if there's a spot that doesn't seem right, get it checked out. Mammograms, colonoscopies, and all other screenings can be scary but they are nowhere near as bad as cancer treatment....trust me!!

Back soon!

Love to all,
Andee

Thursday, May 12, 2016

What the WHAAAT?!

I haven't posted since April 26?!

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How the heck did THAT happen? Wait...I guess it could have something to do with the fact that I'm working full time, keeping 2 children alive, trying (but failing) to keep the house (somewhat) in order, going to PT twice a week and to the surgeon every 2 weeks. I'm worn out every night but according to my Band (did I mention I got a Microsoft Band 2 when my FitBit bit the dust - loving it!!!), even though I'm in bed for 6-8 hours, I'm getting roughly 1 hour of sound sleep per night. Now that I've said all that, you know what I'm not going to do? COMPLAIN!
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I am going to confess though. 
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I think I'm finally coming out of my "funk". I think I thought I was coming out of it the last time I posted it but it's been slow going. I think I mentioned it before but working has helped...a lot! I'm telling you, semi-retirement isn't all it's cracked up to be. Granted, I've been recovering from major surgery so I wasn't doing all of the fun stuff that retired folk might do, but from what I've experienced, I'm not going to like it. I tried. I really did. I colored, I read, I watched every show and movie that interested me on Netflix, Amazon and Hulu. I helped plot and plan our projects around the house. The biggest challenge was (and still is) my inability to get back to the workout regimen I had this time last year. I think that has pushed me back down into my funk. My mental state is so much better when I exercise, I'm still quite limited in what I can do with weights. I'm sure it will be get better in time but I may explode by the time that happens. I'm in the process of changing up the plan so I can get some exercise in that I can actually do without detaching a muscle or causing my back, arm and hand to fill with fluid. It's tricky!
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Walking is my safest bet but it just doesn't provide the satisfaction and results of weights. Oh, by the way, I can now answer my own question from a few months back...YES, when I attempt to do a traditional lat exercise, it does still work the muscle...which is now on my chest...but still attached in the back. Reading that sentence back, it even sounds confusing to me.
Anyway....
When last we spoke, I had just seen my plastic surgeon, I was preparing for an appointment with my oncologist and praying for that Friday to arrive quickly so I could go for my first physical therapy session. I'm happy to report that all went well at the oncology appointment. My blood work was good and he decided to modify my schedule again. He now only wants to see me every 4 months, instead of every 3 months. I know that's a good thing but I still have moments when I worry that it's too soon to take the training wheels off and send me out in to the big bad world on my own.  The good news is that I can relax for a (very brief) bit before the next appointment and required blood work. I won't lie to you, it's been over 2 years now and it doesn't ever get easier when it's test time. I have lovely, long periods of time when my mind is not consumed by the thought of recurrence but when appointment time comes around again, cue the scary thoughts!
I'm happy to report that I've completed 4 sessions of physical therapy and , though there has been soreness and some discomfort, we are already seeing progress. Breast-cancer-patient-friends, if you have scar tissue problems and or fluid issues, ask about PT! My physical therapist specializes in working with breast cancer patients. As I type, she is in Shanghai (yes, China) presenting at the World Cancer Congress. She's 50 kinds of awesome, people! If you're in Lexington, your plastic surgeons and oncologists probably know about her. If they don't, they should get on the bandwagon. Scar tissue and fluid may not sound like a big deal but I can tell you, if I had to live with that discomfort for much longer, I'm not sure what I would have done. I'm not anywhere near 100% yet but I can function. ASTYM is FABULOUS! We have more work to do but my range of motion is improving, the extreme tightness is slightly less extreme (it takes time). We are also working on lymph drainage to help with the fluid issues. I saw my PS again this week and she "only" pulled out about 125 cc of fluid. That's a significant improvement.  I've been wearing compression, as instructed. I'm not in the bodysuit just yet. I have my sleeve and my gauntlet (glove) but I haven't jumped in and purchased a "real" compression cami. I'm wearing a mild compression shirt under my clothes with an added foam pad for my back to help target the pressure. I seem to be doing ok with that but if I have to get drained again, I'll invest in the real thing. 
So, to summarize, things are moving along. I'm still recovering after 3 months, but I feel like I'm on a steady climb up. My guess is that right about the time I'm feeling pretty good about myself, it will be time to go under the knife, yet again. I'm through the hardest part of the hardest part of the journey so I can handle what comes next. A little (really a lot) of fat, some snug compression accessories, some fluid and some scar tissue won't keep me down. It just makes for a better story on the other side, when I fit, healthy, happy and somewhat whole again. 

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Love to all!
Andee

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

Sometimes You Must Endure Discomfort To Relieve Discomfort

This is one of those weeks that I have medical appointments 3 out of 5 days. It's one of those weeks that sceams....

HEY, I'M JUST HERE TO REMIND YOU THAT ARE A CANCER PATIENT.

 
Well thanks, I need that every once in a while...said no one EVER!
 
 
Back to our story. So, I've had one appointment so far this week. I visited with my FABULOUS plastic surgeon and her LOVELY staff today. I expected to get my usual, a drain and fill. Not today, friends! Today was a drain only day. She checked the wiffle balls and said they still seemed a little tight so she wouldn't be adding anything to the tank(s) today. On the flip side, I'm still making fluid like a machine. yes, I'm aware that it has been almost 3 months since surgery #2. What can I say, I'm an overachiever.  In typical Andrea fashion, I'm an overachiever in something I would prefer NOT to overachieve in. In went the needles and out came the fluid. Relief is such a lovely, but short-lived, thing. My doc suggested full time compression to help the fluid issue. I'm looking for some compression garments but for now, it's the bandage. And the bandage feels kind of like this...

 
 
 
 
...but nowhere near as pretty.

 
 I'll keep myself bound up if it will end, or even improve, my fluid situation. I may need more compression "stuff" after Friday. If my arm is actually swelling and not just puffy and uncomfortable, I may end up compressed all over. I envision this...
 
 

 
 
My next appointment, bright and early tomorrow, is with my oncologist. I get blood work done first thing and then visit with him for a few. Hopefully it will be yet another uneventful encounter. We can catch up on the last three months and he can ask my why the heck I've gotten so fat after losing all that weight last year. We'll then discuss stress eating that was followed by surgery which left me unable to do much except eat and sleep. None of that is good on its own, much less when you add them all up. It's all my fault. I'm back to doing something everyday but I'm not back to where I can go hard core again just yet. But at least I'm off the couch and out of the kitchen. Getting back to work has done wonders. I felt like I was on the verge of falling into a weird depression. I have to be able to do something.
 
Friday I will get to visit my physical therapist after more than a year away. I'm excited to see her - not just so she can help with the scar tissue - but because I really like her and she takes good care of me! I'm still hoping to see her break out her tools and work some magic on this crazy annoying crap on my back.
 

Finally, we are praying for some luck here at The LD. Our youngest was hit with type A & type B flu this weekend. We had Saturday visits with the pediatrician and a trip to the ER. It was not fun. She will have some symptoms to deal with for a week or two but she's on the upswing. She returned to school today. Yay!  She's one tough little cookie. Now we are just waiting to see if anyone else is going to take a hit. Bobby is complaining about the smell but I'm rubbing oils on kids and diffusing them in the air. I have cleaned, I have disinfected, I've made my daughter wear a mask.  Don't laugh, friends, I had a micro-preemie that made it through 2 risky RSV seasons with only an ear infection. We know how to lock this place down, keep out the cooties and clean if they find their way in. Say a prayer for clean air and I'll do my part to keep the rest of the population healthy.  :-) No time to be sick!
 
 
Until next time!
Love to all,
Andee

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Why I Need Physical Therapy

Let's jump right in.
The area left vacant by the latissimus dorsi muscle is now a large sheet of scar tissue and it feels like it has wrapped around my ribs. That means that when I make even a small move my left side, it pulls. If I shrug, it feels as if I'm going to pull a rib loose.  It's strange. It is WILDLY uncomfortable. In addition to that, there's fluid that creeps into my left arm and hand when I don't take enough breaks during the day. And guess what, I often don't take enough breaks during the day ( Yes, as a matter of fact, I AM a dumbass. )  Lately I've had to wrap my hand and/or arm to get some relief.

I am happy to report that I start physical therapy next Friday (a week from tomorrow). I'm praying for ASTYM but I'm willing to endure whatever torture it will take to break this stuff up...even if it means it's taking a rib with it. No joke!

You're probably wondering (or not) what about the scar tissue requires PT. It is not just hard tissue that fills the void - it is but it's SO much more. I try to stretch and it's not that it's difficult, it is IMPOSSIBLE. My range of motion is affected, not just in my arm but in my torso. When I try to turn at the waist, I can't turn very far. After a certain point it's not really stretching, it's trying to pull it loose from wherever it's attached. Sounds pleasant, right? It's awful.  I've tried to stretch enough to try to get it pull away and I just can't do it. I've tried hard...really hard...and I really don't care how much it's going to hurt at this point. I just want to be free.

So there you have it. I have another week of suffering and then I hope to get even a small amount of relief. I'll keep my posts to a minimum until I feel a little better. You're welcome. :-)

Love to all,
Andee

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Where have you been....again?


I felt this post needed a picture but I wasn't sure what would be appropriate. I didn't have any great ideas (probably because I'm so distracted by my discomfort) so I improvised. I pulled out a ridiculous pic from a couple of weeks back, did some cheesy edits and VOILA, this is now a post with a picture.

You might be wondering where I've been. Why do I post frequently at times, and then there are long stretches of not much...no...nothing. Well, I have a few rules that I try to follow. I have something to say just about every day but my rules keep me in check. Here are a couple of those rules:

  • Whenever possible, try to not to repeat yourself.  If there is a good reason to share information again for the sake of the newbies and/or to provide information to my cancer patient readers, then I shall repeat. Otherwise, I don't write just for the sake of a daily post. 
  • No complaining. I try NOT to write if I'm in pain, or even really uncomfortable, because I want the blog to informative, not a pity party. I'll eventually tell you about my challenges but only after I'm through the worst of it. It's important to me to share those things but I don't ever want to be a crybaby. My goal here is to inform. I'm not fishing for sympathy - that can stay in its assigned spot in the dictionary...you know what I'm sayin'!
I'm quite uncomfortable right now for a couple of reasons, but I will not be complaining. I will be providing a brief update because we have a new development. I went in for my bi-weekly "Fill 'Em Up & Drain It Out" appointment today. You can take a small leap and guess what one of the causes of discomfort is.  In addition to that, I've developed some not-so-lovely scar tissue on my back where the muscle was moved. My body is apparently working overtime to fill that void. Fluid and scar tissue are not my friends. The fluid was drained off (again) today so I will have a few days of relief from that but this scar tissue is CRAZY! If I raise my arm or even round my back it feels like I'm going to pull out a rib. This happened on my chest after my mastectomy but on a much smaller scale. It was uncomfortable and not fun but what I have now feels like it is the size of the lat muscle that was moved. Last time around I went to physical therapy  and it worked wonders. Feel free to look back at my post about ASTYM. I highly recommended it way back in 2014. I'm happy to report that my surgeon has referred me for physical therapy. I'm so excited that I get to go back to my favorite physical therapist and I'm even more excited about getting some relief. I'm not sure if ASTYM will be part of the plan this time but I sure hope so. I should get some details this week. I just know that we can't get started soon enough for me.  :-)  As always, I will keep the blog updated with my progress. 

Well, it's been nice to be back but I'm off to try to sleep a bit. It won't be long until I have to be up to get the kids ready for school and start my work day. I'll be back soon!

Love to all,
Andee



Friday, March 18, 2016

I am SO not used to these things

Howdy blog friends!

Happy Friday to you! I thought I would stop by for a quick update. I won't bore you with fluid talk - though there has been a lot of it and it got a bit painful - but I will tell you that I had to go in for an unplanned, but much needed, aspiration. My scheduled appointment was not until the 29th, but if I had waited that long, I'm pretty sure I might have exploded. Seriously.

Anyway, I went in for the aspiration and SURPRISE, I got some fluid added to my expanders. Yes, I finally got that fill. And OH what a fill it was!  As a reminder, for those of you just joining us, during reconstruction, tissue expanders are inserted under the muscle in the chest. Expanders are essentially empty implants. Fluid is gradually added to the expanders in order to stretch the skin and muscle to make room for the future implant. In case you missed it or have forgotten, they look like this...


Again, they have a nifty little port in them so the doctor can insert a needle and fill those suckers up! I want you have an idea how much of a change I've undergone in the past 6 weeks. I'm sure you noticed that I complained about pain and discomfort a lot more than usual after this surgery. You might have a better understanding once you see where I started versus where I am now. Again, the pictures are always PG but there will have to be reference photos. Check the Viewers Discretion Advised page later if you want to feel the pain.  :-)

Sorry, back to expanders...here's how they expand!
They have a nifty little port in them that allows the doctor to inject fluid in them and fill 'em up. This is done gradually. Enough fluid gets added so that the skin and tissue are stretched. There is a magnet (I think) in the port because they wave a little wand over each one to find the port, then they stick the needle in and start adding. The needle isn't bad. It's a tiny little stick (no numbing for that one) but the sensation when they are filling them is an interesting one. I will get another fill up on the 29th and will continue to go every week or two to get fluid added until we reach the appropriate size - when we have enough space for the implant. At this point, my crappy skin seems to be holding up well with the expansion. Nothing has popped open yet, so that's definitely a plus!


I have felt some discomfort and a muscle spasm here and there but manageable so far. I felt the most discomfort when I woke up this morning. I think I tried to roll over during the night. OUCHIE! So the discomfort is tolerable and the change in my chest size over the past few weeks is, well, let's just say it's significant. 

So, things are going as expected so far. The fluid has been a nuisance but nothing I can't handle. The expansion pain is there but, again, nothing I can't handle. I just keep reminding myself that the Frankenboobs are going to look so much better and the pain is only temporary. 

Finally, just a note.  I have been contacted by a few people over the past several weeks - some letting me know that they had been recently diagnosed or that someone they know has. As always, if anyone has any questions, feel free to contact me directly. There is a link on the main page of the blog, I've also got the Facebook page, where you can send direct messages. If you would rather just read, that's fine too! On the main page of the blog, you'll find the Blog Archive at the bottom on the right hand side. You can read from the beginning by selecting 2014 and go to March. I literally posted my first entry on the day my diagnosis was confirmed. I've shared it all. 

Rest easy everyone!

Love to all,
Andee



Tuesday, March 15, 2016

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Cancer Survivor Quotes:  "Cancer changes us, there’s no doubt about that. But it’s up to us to decide what that change will mean in our lives, and who we will become as a result." ~Britta Aragon, Our November #Lymphoma Survivor of the Month:


Good evening friends,

I'm not feeling too great so I considered not posting tonight, but HERE I AM! Today marks the 2 year anniversary of the day I found my lump. 731 days (there's an extra day because we had leap day this year!) and here I am. I will be acknowledging some additional milestones in pretty rapid succession. Things happened pretty quickly. Next up will be my diagnosaversary and the 2nd birthday of this blog.

So much has happened over the past two years and, looking back now, it has flown by. It seems like yesterday. I remember the early days very vividly. We'll revisit those days over the next couple of weeks but I want to say something to everyone who reads this. Here goes...

I wish that I could say that I'm the only person I know who was diagnosed with breast cancer in her 40s. I can name 4 other women right off the top of my head. Please, please, please do your monthly self exams. Please, please, please get your mammograms. Please, please, please do not follow the guidelines that say you can wait until 50 to start getting annual mammograms. Talk to your doctor, take control of your own health and care. Really!

I know things have been a little more serious than normal on here recently - certainly more clinical. Well, that ends today. Today, my friend Deadpool would like to share a message with all the ladies out there. Guys, feel free to share this with the ladies in your life.  This just might save someones life!

Love to all,
Andee




Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Fluid Out, Stitches In...

**Warning: we're going to talk fluid aspiration, scabs, scalpels, etc. If that doesn't interest you, turn back now. You have been warned. 


Good evening and welcome to Tuesday!

I am overjoyed to report that the waterbed is gone! Once again, Dr. Hall and Julie took great care of me and worked together to drain a bucket (not really) of fluid off of my back. Instant relief is a lovely thing.  I filled a 30 ml syringe (the big one in the middle of the tray) and overflowed into the bag of saline. I am a fluid making MACHINE!


It was decided that nothing would be added to the expanders today, and I'm SOOO OK with that. As a result, the stick count was nice and low. One shot in the back to numb and then one to remove that jug (not really) of fluid. Didn't feel a thing for that one! After the fluid was drained, she checked my left side and worked on some of the scabs (translation: removed them). I had one that was still quite large, considering we're 3 weeks post-op. It looked a little interesting, like it was already loose in the middle. She whipped out the tweezers, scissors and the scalpel and went to work. Once she got it uncovered, she decided to stitch me up a bit. We knew it was coming, folks, so don't worry. Remember, my skin is like crepe paper (not really) after radiation so we expected some stitching. The stitching didn't even require any numbing because I'm numb already! Weirdest thing though, about 30 minutes later I was sore. WHAT?!  Yep. I took some Advil when I got home that helped.

So, for now, the plan is to go back in a couple of weeks and get that fill. I'm hoping the healing will continue, the stitches will do their thing, and that my mobility and ability to use my left arm to do more, continues to improve. Don't worry, I won't overdo it. You know I don't have time for any setbacks!

It's time for me to go doctor my incision and get some rest.

Love to all!
Andee

Thursday, February 11, 2016

What I've learned, Version...aw, heck, I don't know

Hello friends!
I hope your Thursday has been fabulous. I hope that everyone has their Valentine goodies and cards ready for the big day tomorrow. If your kids are not yet in school or are already in middle school or beyond...bless you. There is a lot of prep involved this time of year and it's especially challenging when you can't drive. Once again my parents (both sets) saved the day. Much love to all of them!!!

So, what have I learned? It's time for bulleted list. YAY!

  • My level of patience with recovery is CRAP. I went into this knowing that it would take extra time but DANG!
  • Muscle spasms or, muscle seizures, as I like to call them, SUCK! Especially when one of the muscles in question wraps halfway around your body. 
  • I'm going to need to sleep on an incline for a good long while. If I lay at angle less then 45 degrees, there's pain...a lot of pain. I'm not sure whether the expanders are trying to move or if it strains or stretches the muscle somehow. All I know is that it is bad painful. 
  • Drains still suck. 
  • By the time they are ready to remove my stitches on Tuesday (on my back at least) they are probably going to have to dig some of those puppies out. Oh yay!
  • I could probably sleep 20 hours a day. I'm not quite sure what surgery has done to my poor body but apparently it needs rest. 
  • My family is awesome. My mother-in-law dropped everything and basically moved in to help us. I know it's hard to be away from home and I want to publicly let her know how much I appreciate her and all that she's done.
    My parents have been a blessing. The continue to help take care of me whenever needed even though they should have been rid of me since age 18. They've served as my babysitters, transporters, caregivers and supporters. 
  • I have the best husband in the world ever. He had no idea what he was getting into when he said "in sickness and in health". He is my best friend, the love of my life, a spectacular father, son, brother and all around human being. He accepts my perpetual defectiveness and I love him for it. 
I'm going to go to sleep now but I'm hoping, as I wind down post op week 2, that it will be uphill from here...right up until they pump more fluid into these half empty balloons!  lol

Love to all,
Andee


Wednesday, February 10, 2016

Why in the world do you do that?

In the spirit of Mardi Gras (a day late), tonight's post is about why I'm comfortable showing people my crazy chest.
First, let me clarify something. I don't randomly lift up my shirt and flash people nor do I show people against their will. I'm not that creepy.  There are a few reasons why I have been ok (so far) showing people my scars/progress.

  1. Many people I've talked to, including family members, don't completely understand the surgery I've had. Which muscle went where, why it's there, and where in the heck did that skin come from?, do you have a skin graft on your back now?
    I get it, it's hard to wrap your head around unless you watch the procedure on YouTube. I watched it the day I met with the plastic surgeon.(no surprise, right?). Most other people haven't watched - it's not easy. There are diagrams but they really don't give you the big picture. So, as a result, I'm happy to show you my incisions and try to explain what went where and why. 
  2. My breasts are long gone. Haven't had anything for almost 2 years now. Had a couple of places on my chest that looked more like an old lady with her teeth out than anything else. Nothing of any interest. Now, we are in the process of putting things in "positive territory" but they are not my breasts. I don't even call them breasts. I'm an idiot and most of the time I refer to them as my foobs. There are no natural structures anywhere on my chest anymore. It's muscle and skin from my back, of all places, and, at present, the shape is provided by swelling and two partially filled implants. I look more like a mannequin made up as the Bride of Frankenstein.  How unsexy is that? 
Bottom line, I don't see them as breasts or as "mine". It's more about the clinical process and "look what modern plastic surgery can do". The physical part has been tough, and still is, but I'm thrilled that my clothes will fit normally again in a few months. I will feel "whole", like I've taken something back (there's a post about why I decided to do this, if you want to go back).  I just keep reminding myself that this part is temporary. And what a story I'll have to tell.   ;-)

Love to all,
Andee

Tuesday, February 9, 2016

Aaaand...I lost nothing

I saw the surgeon today. I walked in the door expecting to have nothing removed, then had a moment when it seemed as if it was all going to come out at once and then, finally, I lost nothing. I still have my 3 drains (and the fanny pack...don't hate) and all of my 100+ stitches (I'm working on an official tally before they all come out). I have mixed emotions about this. I'm a little glad that everything didn't come out at once. That's a lot of stuff to tolerate at one time - especially with my experience the last time. I was mentally and, somewhat, physically prepared to lose some stitches and one of the front drains. Now I'm back to, potentially, facing a day where I could, at minimum, get 2 drains pulled and all of the stitches. Eeek.   I am scheduled to return to her office on Tuesday for another check but, if the drain output slows to less than 30 ml/day, I can go in Friday and get one or both of the front drains pulled. The back drain will likely stay in for at least another week after that. THEEEN, we start filling the expanders. I have chosen to accept the fact that I'm going to be uncomfortable for the next few months. I figure that will make this whole process a lot easier.

An update on the dark spots on my incision. They are looking much better. Dr. Hall now thinks that it was probably dark bruising rather than dying skin - that's good news! The color is much better in those areas and the flap is looking fabulous. Well...as fabulous as a transferred flap of skin can look. It's not pretty but it's WAAAAY prettier than it was before. The mastectomy chest pending reconstruction is not attractive at all.

I'm still getting used to the swelling on the left side and the new structures on the chest. This whole process is quite weird but what an experience. I knew when I started this part of the journey that this might be the most physically challenging of all - I wasn't wrong. I have a better attitude about it now that I'm (hopefully) over the worst part of it and I can see the changes. And yes, I have become one of "those" women. Even as ugly as they are right now, I'll show 'em to you. lol  I'll write about that whole thing the next time - my philosophy about why "those" women do that. You will, no doubt, find it fascinating.

Good night.
Love to all,
Andee

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Tennis anyone?

I'm finally here. I was just having too much trouble trying to type on my little Kindle keyboard with my T-rex arms. I got to ride the lift chair and made it upstairs to use an actual computer.  This is still uncomfortable but much easier. So let's review the week so far.

I arrived at the hospital on Monday morning @ 6:30 AM. I went through all of the pre-op activities - vitals taken, a million questions answered, IV placed, pepcid taken then Dr. Hall drew on me and it was time to roll. From what I hear, they got started around 9 AM and I was out in less than 4 hours. That's still a long time but much shorter than the maximum time estimate. Yay!  I had a little nausea in recovery the last time but I remembered to let them know this time so I got a patch. That means I woke to pain only, not pain and nausea. Yay!

I woke up a bit in recovery and was off to my room. The pain was a little harder to manage this time around. I guess that should be unexpected since I have an incision on my back and lots on my front.  The first 24 hours were a real challenge. There were a lot of tears, I'm not going to lie. And I have never cried over pain, even after my mastectomy. I figured out later that most of the pain was coming from the expanders. We didn't think they'd be filled for another 6 months but Dr. Hall was so happy with the way everything was going, she went ahead and added some fluid to the expanders. Yay for the head start, Boo for the discomfort. Remember, I'm all about full disclosure so I'm not going to tell you that it was all better quickly. Nope, we've just been able to knock the edge off but it's finally tolerable.

As expected, I woke up with 3 drains and a pain catheter in my back. That thing is working WONDERFULLY because I've had no issues with my back. I'm still very sore on the front but I'm happy to say that I can already raise my right arm above my head. My left side is a little more complicated. There's more swelling on that side, more fluid, more pain. Remember the muscle from my back is still attached in the back. It's pulled through a "tunnel" under my arm. Over time the muscle will atrophy but that hasn't happened yet.  Add to that, the fluid/swelling and it feels like I have a tennis ball under my arm. You can see it through my clothes...it's that large. Lovely, right? I can raise the left arm to shoulder level and I'm working on doing more, a little at a time.

The "fooblettes" are currently looking like Dr. Frankenstein did my surgery - especially the left side. Some skin came along with the muscle from my back so she had to make a place for that and sew it all together. They will look much better over time but I have to say, it's nice to have something other than dent there. I'm actually convex rather than concave now. (did I get those right?). Anyway, Dr. Hall is very happy with the look of the skin. She said that the blood flow to the flap is much better than she would have ever expected. That's good!

Time for a break. Back to finish later....

Ok, I'm back and I'm home! YAY!!

So, other than pain, I had minimal complications this time around. On Monday, I had some fluid issues and my left hand puffed up and my fingers looked like sausages. I couldn't make a fist. It appears that it was due to the fluid they were pumping in to me and the fact that I left my left hand hanging down because it was painful to move it. After we noticed the swelling, we propped my left arm up on pillows for the remainder of my hospital stay and it came down. It's very close to normal now. I was just sure that it was lymphedema.

I once again had a reaction to the prep stuff. It happened pretty quickly this time so Bobby (bless his heart) had to try to get that junk off of me. They cleaned most of it off my chest right after surgery but there was still a good amount of it left on my back. When Bobby was trying to clean it off, he had to rinse the washcloth 5-6 times. Thankfully, everyone acted quickly so it was better fairly quickly. Bobby cleaned off the prep and ink and they gave me Benadryl...in my IV.  It helped with the itching and also knocked me out.

I have not, yet, tried to figure out how many stitches I have. It's a lot.  I finally caught a glimpse of the incision on my back today and it's larger than I expected. Not a big deal though.

The only other challenge is trying to keep the muscles from tightening up. It's pretty easy when I'm up and about but it becomes a problem when I sleep. With all of  my tubes and bit of pain, I have to sleep propped up and can't roll onto either side. Sleeping in one position means my muscles get no stretch while I'm sleeping. When I get up it takes a while to loosen everything back up again.

So, there's my update. The first 48 hours this time around have been the most challenging of all of my surgeries. More pain, more discomfort, needed more help...etc. Thankfully we got through it but it was not a fun time.

I'm off to take care of my drains and then try to stay awake for a little while.

Thank you to everyone who called, texted, messaged or came to visit. I appreciate everyone's love and support and positive vibes. It makes all the difference.

Back tomorrow.
Love to all
Andee

Friday, January 29, 2016

What a difference a day makes...again

Hello blog friends!
I apologize for being gone for a couple of days. It was not planned. I was ok on Wednesday but I had a horrible night on Wednesday night and felt horrible yesterday and spent most of the day trying to rest. The fluid started building up in my back and a bit on my side after the drain was removed. By Wednesday night I was quite uncomfortable and had a horrible time sleeping.  I went to bed and fell asleep but was awake only an hour or so later. I don't think I went to sleep until about 4 AM and was awake again by 6:15 or so.  After the kids were off to school, I put dinner in the crock pot and hit the couch to try to sleep. I wouldn't say that I was napping, it was more like a series of brief "dozes" and didn't really help much. By early afternoon, I was feeling awful.  I was tired, sore and pretty nauseated. Once again, my parents saved the day and came down to pick up the kids and hang out at the house while I slept. I was able to sleep soundly for just shy of 2 hours and it made a world of difference. Thankfully,I'm feeling much better today, thank you for asking.
So, the week that I thought was going to be one filled with "almost normal", wasn't quite.  I will continue to prep and plan for Monday's surgery and the recovery period to follow. The past 2 1/2 weeks + have just flown by.

Gotta run for now but I'll be back later.

Love to all,
Andee

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

The good, the bad and the ugly

A good amount of information to share after today's appointment, so let's just jump right in.

The big news is that the drain and 60 stitches are OUT. YAY!!!  (The Good)

First, the drain. It was still producing a good amount but, at this point, we want to minimize the risk of infection so it had to come out. That means that I will likely have a build up of fluid on my back between now and surgery. That's called a seroma. (The Bad)They suck. I still think it's better than the drain but it's not fun. In an effort help minimize the swelling/fluid build up, I'm currently wrapped snuggly in a compression bandage. It's not so bad. Quite comforting actually - now I know why babies like to be swaddled so much.

I guess we should talk about the actual drain removal. It's a little hard to explain. I would say that it is more uncomfortable than painful but there is a little pain. There is some soreness after the removal, for sure.  I went "commando" today - no pain medication of any kind. The nurse cut the stitch (part of which was "healed over"). Then came the fun part. She told me to take a deep breath and she pulled. I'm not trying to gross you out but if I'm sharing, I have to share it all. As you might imagine, there has been 2 weeks of healing since the drain went in. That means that thing gets settled in its place. That means when she pulls it out, it doesn't just slip right out. There is some effort involved to get it pulled loose from its tethers. So there's a tug, a pop and then a feeling that, I would guess, is not dramatically different from pulling the shaft of an arrow out of your torso.  Of course, mine didn't have a arrowhead on the end but there's a good amount of tube that has to make its way out. I made it through without any problem (other than the brief pain/discomfort).

Next came the stitches. Now, I'm a pretty quick healer. That's a good thing but that also means that my skin was already at the point where it was trying to heal over the stitches. Yes, I can't just be easy. It's not my nature. The good news here is that the incision area is basically numb except for a few spots. Even in those spots, the feeling is minimal. So when the nurse started removing the stitches, she told me to let her know if she was hurting me because some of those stitches were in there pretty good. I didn't have any issues. I could feel her tugging and I could tell what she was doing but there wasn't any pain. Strangely, when she got to, approximately, stitch number 56, I broke out in a sweat and feared that I was going to faint. I told her she wasn't hurting me but I wasn't feeling right. (The Ugly)She said she was glad I told her and she let me lay back and relax for a few minutes until the wave of weird passed.  I told her how strange I thought that was since she wasn't hurting me and it really wasn't bothering me. She said it was my body's response to us messing around with the surgical area. So strange.  But, YAY ME, I didn't hit the floor.

After all of my extras were removed (did I mention YAY?!?), we chatted about prep for the next surgery. I've been feeling a bit of a cold coming on and I let her know. She said a common cold isn't a deal breaker but if I even have an hint that I've ventured into some sort of infection (ear, sinus, UTI) I need to act immediately. Any infection can be a deal breaker. The variable here and the area of concern is the fact that I'm having foreign bodies implanted. You don't want any infection making its way into/onto those things.  So, at her suggestion, after my visit I drove directly to RiteAid and picked up some Zicam and Emergen-C. I'm going to fight this cold as best I can. I need to knock that sucker out and do my best to keep it from turning into anything else. I do NOT want to delay this process.  After I picked up my items, I headed back to my parent's house. We had another snow day today so they watched the kiddos while I went on my Magical Medical Tour. Since I had some assistance with childcare (bless my parents!) I was able to get some rest. I went down for a nap at a about 12:30, with the intention of sleeping a couple of hours. I woke up at 4:45 PM.  Your body knows when you need rest. Wow!

So, tomorrow I visit with my oncologist. I haven't seen him in a few months so we'll get to spend some time catching up. After that, I'll continue my planning and prep for surgery number 2. It's so hard to believe that it's less than a week away now. I shall be strong and roll on!

I'll catch up with you tomorrow.

Love to all!
Andee

Monday, January 25, 2016

2 weeks after surgery: The Really Real Truth

Good evening friends.

I'm baaack. I'm officially 2 weeks past surgery #1 and now a mere week away from surgery #2. It's time to discuss the experience thus far and consider what's ahead.

First, this...I've thought long and hard about posting pictures and have finally come to a decision. I will share some things but nothing I wouldn't show my kids.  That means, if you're curious about what's been done so far and what's coming, you can take a look. I'll have drain pics (my least favorite), a surgical site pic (as of now, no foob pics will be posted as I want to keep it family friendly) and anything else that might not be Instagram/Facebook appropriate (based on my personal standards). If you want to look, you'll be able to. If not, my business won't be in your face. Enter the photos page at your own risk. I will likely try to ease the yuck factor by posting in black & white. It makes it a little more tolerable.

Now, updates on life after surgery.
This has been challenging. I know I sound like a broken record but I had no idea what to expect when this part of the journey started. I'm going to share the ups and downs of recovery thus far. My intention is not to scare you if you are considering reconstruction, I just think that it's important to understand what you're getting into and what you can expect. As always, I will insert the disclaimer that the experience is probably different for everyone, but this is my story. I'm sharing the details so consider yourself warned.

I've mentioned that this has been physically challenging. I'm not sure that I have explained why. The drain is an inconvenience and a maintenance item. You have to empty the bulb at least 2 times per day and you also have to strip the tubes at the same time...I do it more frequently than I empty them. I've shown you a diagram of the JP drains before so I won't do it again. I will share a little bit more about what they do and a little detail on the maintenance. To my medical friends, feel free to share more clinical (and correct) explanations in the comments or on FB. I don't have formal training, I'm a just a professional patient.   So back to the details. The drain helps remove fluid/blood after surgery. Often, there's some tissue/maybe clots that make it through the tube - sometimes it even blocks the tube. After my mastectomy, I only had drains for a week post-op but they were a pain! The one on my left side got a little backed up and leaked where it exited my chest. It was awful! I've had the current drain for 2 weeks now and it's still producing. I've been diligent about stripping the tubes and haven't (yet) had any backups. The JP drain works kind of like a vacuum. When the bulb is empty, you squeeze it and then close the top. It then gradually pulls the fluid (and whatever else can fit down the tube) into the bulb. The bulb will hold up to 100 ml but I never let it get that full. The goal for removal is to be producing less than 30 ml daily. I'm not even close to that yet. I emptied it this morning and measured 60+ and as I sit here now I'm guessing that it's holding over 70.  I see my plastic surgeon tomorrow and last week the nurse told me that the drain would likely come out regardless of production. So what does that mean? That means, if they take the drain out, I'm likely to end up with another seroma. That means fluid build up at the surgical site. Oh yay! Eventually your body will absorb the excess fluid  but the build up can be painful. I had to have seromas aspirated on both sides after the drains were removed after my mastectomy. I've never been so happy to have a huge needle jabbed into my chest. No kidding. So, if the drain comes out tomorrow, I'll probably have to deal with some fluid build up, which can be uncomfortable and painful. I'll deal with it. I just want a few days drain free before the triplets show up. UGH!

So, you might be wondering what I mean when I say that I have to strip the drain tubes. It's a lovely process that requires me to pinch the top of the drain tube (which I can barely reach due to its location) and squeeze as I slide my fingers down the tube towards the bulb. This pushes the fluid and tissue down the tube and (hopefully) into the bulb. Sometimes the tissue is stubborn and you just have to wait until it makes its way down on its own. Sounds lovely, right?

As I mentioned, tomorrow I go for another post-op follow up and will likely get the drain removed. The drain exits my side about 12 inches +/- below my armpit. Based on what I saw when they pulled out my first drains, there are several inches of tube that goes from that point into or near my surgical site. The tube is held in place by stitches. If they remove the drain tomorrow, they will have to remove the stitching and then just pull that sucker out. It's my least favorite part of the process. That last time it didn't hurt, really. It was not the most comfortable experience but it's over pretty quickly. I think my front was much more numb than my back is now, though it is pretty numb. I'll let you know how awful it is tomorrow. If it hurts, I'm sure I'll forget all about it because I'll be overjoyed to be drain free for at least 5 days.

Now on to the rash. It's not 100% gone but it is SOOOO much better. I'm not excited about the prospect of having the rash over 75% of my torso next week but I'll do my best to prevent it. The surgeon is aware and is ready to treat if I react again. I'll also be ready to aggressively wash that stuff off as soon as I am able. I'll probably still have a reaction but hopefully it will be minimal. If it's a full blown itchy nightmare that covers my torso, I will be asking for some sort of sedation so I can sleep through the worst of it. No joke! I don't think it will come to that but I'm prepared.

My surgical site is healing nicely, from what I can tell. I still have 60 stitches, which I hope to have removed tomorrow. The hardest part of the process has not been skin/incision related. It has been that poor angry muscle that was detached and "tacked" back into place. Trust me, you have no idea how much you use that muscle for even the slightest movements. Even two weeks after surgery, there are certain movements that make it spasm. Just standing around it feels like it's perpetually contracted. It's bizarre. And recently, once the swelling started to go down, I started to really feel it. Sometimes it feels like it's going to pop loose and roll up like a window shade.

I've done some research, trying to prepare myself for this experience. It sounds like I'm (possibly) in for nerve pain, muscle spasms/cramps and general discomfort for the next few months.  I've read about the experiences other women have had so I'm prepared but, again, my experience might vary from theirs. I'll give you the play by play as it happens.

As I close for tonight, let me just say that I'm feeling more and more like myself each day. I understood at the start that I would not be fully recovered from surgery #1 before we rolled into surgery #2 but I'm feeling better about it each day. Even two short days ago, if you had asked if I was ready for #2, I would have given you a big fat NO! I'm in a better place mentally and physically. I'm ready to get it over with and move on to recovery so I can be ready for the next phase.

If you have questions, as always, feel free to ask. For now, I'm going to bed.

Love to all!
Andee

Wednesday, January 13, 2016

Let's talk drains


It's been almost 2 years since we talked about drains. If you were around for the first one you can skip this explanation. If you're new to my world, you are getting ready to learn something. This post might not be for everyone. The drain tube doesn't hurt but it's not easy to look at. As a courtesy, I won't show you my actual drain, I will use my trusty old illustration. Again, my setup varies a bit from the drawing but you get the idea. My tube exits on my side and it's several inches below my surgical site. I have to empty the bulb, which I refer to as my bulbicle, at least twice per day. For now, I have to do it more than that because I can fill the bulb. Nice, right?


I'm not sure how long I will have to keep this one. After my mastectomy, I only kept my drains in for a week. My PS said that the back drain would stay in the longest after the "big" surgery. She estimated 3 weeks. (Oh please, NOOOOOOO). So it could be as long as 3 weeks. It won't be any more than that because I have surgery again in 3 weeks. When I come out of that I'll have a newly placed drain for my back and two more in the front. Can you feel my excitement? I'm sure that you can.  
In other news, I've developed my "rash caused by whatever that stuff is they put on your skin before surgery to keep the cooties away." 


This pic shows some of my remaining ink as well as the redness caused by the aforementioned "stuff" that dripped down during surgery since I was lying on stomach. Never a dull moment in my world.

Well, today hasn't been so bad. I've felt pretty good but I'm absolutely worn out right now. I should have taken it a bit easier and snuck in a nap. Maybe tomorrow.

Bye for now.

Love to all,
Andee

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

So, I'm home

:Hello friends of the blog,
Here I am. I'm home and already bored. I don't do idle very well so I'm trying to get myself organized while not overdoing it. I can't drive and I can't lift more than 5 lbs. I also received explicit instructions to not vacuum for at least 12 months. That's not a joke, she really said that...now SHE might have been joking but I don't think so. I think she was quite serious. Ask Bobby, she said it to his face!
Anyway, our overnight stay wasn't bad. I slept ok and they didn't poke on me too much through the night. I had a lovely cholesterol free omelet and baked hasbrowns for breakfast (they had the "Wellness Menu") and then we had a lovely visit with my brother in law and then they turned me loose!
We were home by Noonish, had some lunch and then I needed something to do. So I cleaned off my desk - trust me, it needed it - and then I started menu planning. I had to take a much needed nap and woke up to dinner from my dear mother in law.
Now I have the kiddos in bed, I've taken a shower and realized that it's going to take a few days to get the ink off (yay). Now I'm ready to settle down for good night's rest.
For those interested in the surgical experience, I have some swelling, the drain is producing a lot since I'm moving around more and we are guestimating that I have 30+ stitches. We're not going to take the time to count them (yet) but there are a bunch. The area is about the size of a small nerf football and almost the same shape. The incision she made yesterday is not just in that shape because she had to make a hole big enough for her arm, that piece of skin will be moved along with the muscle when I have surgery #2 in about 19 days. Here's a visual in case that description makes no sense.

Illustration showing a pedicle latissimus dorsi flap procedure
from: http://www.mayoclinic.org/tests-procedures/breast-reconstruction/multimedia/latissimus-dorsi-flap/img-20005836
So, for right now, I just have the incision from the picture on the far left. She opened me up and then closed me back after detaching the muscle. Next time around she will release the muscle again (since it will already be working on reattaching), tunnel it through under the skin under my arm and will pull it through an open incision in my chest. That skin will fill in the space that my radiated skin cannot. Once it opens up, since it has no elasticity anymore, it can't be pulled back together and expected to hold up. It would pop open again. She said that it will likely pop open a little even after this procedure. She expects to have to stitch me up a few times as we go through the process.
As a reminder, this process is going to take most of the year. I will have surgery part 2 on February 1st. She will move the muscle on the left side and also do some work to the right side before putting in the expanders. I then have to heal for at least 6 months before we start filling the expanders - depending on how my skin holds up, that process could take weeks or months. Once the expanders are the appropriate size, they will be removed in yet another procedure and will be replaced with the permanent implants. There will be some other minor procedures as part of the process but those are the biggies. So, the phase 3 journey has begun. We've been through Phase 1 was diagnosis and surgery. Phase 2 was treatment and Phase 3 is reconstruction. Wow, what a ride.

Thanks for checking in. I'll update you again tomorrow. The next couple of days will likely be the hardest, physically, day 3 tends to be the worst but we'll see. It's not been too horrible so far. *KNOCK ON WOOD*

Love to all,
Andee


Monday, January 11, 2016

I'll do my best

I have 2 IVs in one arm, I'm not supposed to use the other one (even worse than T-Red arms). I also have a drain and a pulse ox monitor on my finger. Wires, tubes and cords everywhere.  I've pulled out my mini keyboard so hopefully the mistakes will  be few. It's still awkward but it has to be better than trying to do this with one finger.
So...updates...
Surgery day for procedure #13 started out with some challenges but we worked through them. Prep went pretty quickly, procedure took less time than expected and I was in my room a little after Noon. Pain was managed pretty well but for the first time I had some nausea. They acted quickly and soon that was under control. as of now, I've only had 2 doses of pain meds post surgery. if I move my arm the muscle gets angry but if I keep it still the pain is tolerable.  I'll take something before I go to sleep but pushing through for now.
Let me just say that you have no idea how  much you use this muscle until somebody cuts that sucker loose. Oh my. My throat remains a little irritated from the tube but it's not too horrible.
The return of the "bulbicle" has been uneventful, thus far but I still loathe drains!
Bobby has been an awesome caregiver. We've been up walking the halls, watching some football and he's been learning drain maintenance and checking out the surgical site. He says I'm pretty bruised. I guess that's to be expected since someone cut open my  back, stuck their arm in and detached a muscle and then stitched it back.  Ouchie.
 before I sign off, I just want to say thanks for the calls, texts, facebook messages and posts. You are too kind.

I'm going to rest a bit and hopefully sleep. I will update tomorrow. The clock is now counting down to surgery #2 which is now 20 days away.  Whew!

Love to all!

  1. Andee