Showing posts with label drains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drains. Show all posts

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, March 15, 2016

731



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




Sunday, February 21, 2016

The song of the day - My Seroma

Sing with me!

My Seroma!





Today has been rough. My seroma(s) have taken over. My back feels a whole lot like a waterbed when you push on it.  Gross, I know, but we're all about the really real stuff here, remember. I have had the compression bandage on and off but the situation is still ugly. There is a bit of pain, lots of discomfort and, of course, a good amount of pressure. Don't think I haven't considered popping a straw into the hole left by my drain tube. I wouldn't really do it but I've thought about it.

At this point, I just need to make it through until Tuesday afternoon and then I can get some of this stuff pulled out before she fills up the expanders. What a fun day that's going to be, don't you think?  :-)


Saturday, February 13, 2016

Well, that's new

Let me start by saying, this post will likely be short. I've been having some pretty wicked "muscle seizures" over the past 24 hours. It is not the most fun thing ever. I only mention that because I'm going to go to bed shortly and try to relax the muscles...that means sleeping in one position, propped up on pillows with pillows on each side so I don't roll over. Yuck! I still have the drains to deal with in addition to pain from the expanders if I do happen to roll over. It's a non-stop party around me!  Just ask Bobby.

The point of the post is not to list all of the lingering challenges 2 weeks after surgery - it's to let you know that new and different issues can pop up even 2 weeks after surgery. Remember when I mentioned that my surgeon said that radiated skin is crap and she would probably have to sew me up a few times after surgery because the radiated skin couldn't handle it. Well, I'm happy to say that nothing has opened up but this morning I had some bleeding. I can't see my whole surgical area very well so I enlisted the help of the hubs and the mom. They don't see any tears (good news) but clearly there was some sort of issue since I now have a blood stain on one of my favorite tops.  Say a prayer for my crappy radiated skin. I just want it to keep it together.  Not much grosses me out but I'm not thrilled at the thought of any of my incisions opening up...even a little.

I'll update tomorrow.

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


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

Monday, February 8, 2016

Welcome to my world

Here we are, 7 days post op. Wow. Still mending and living with some weird stuff. It has been a week of frustration, pain, muscle spasms, drains, drains and more drains The pain has mostly been due to the expanders. I think I mentioned before that she thought things went so well that she didn't wait to do the first fill - she added fluid during surgery so there has been some tissue stretching happening and it is less than comfy.
I had an unplanned visit with the surgeon late last week because there were some spots on my incision (left/radiated side) that looked questionable...like it was dying, questionable. The good news is the dark areas were on the radiated skin side and NOT on the flap side. She had me come into the office just to make sure all was OK - which it was - and I even got a tube out! She pulled the catheter from my back so that leaves me with only the 3 drain tubes and 100+ stitches to go (update - I don't think there was as many stitches in my back incision as I first thought. Still a lot to get out though).
NOw, to provide a wee bit more detail on the dark spots, their appearance has improved, and the tissue has not died (fingers crossed) but it is just proof that the radiated skin could not have handled any of this on its own. Pretty vivid display but I get it now.
There is still a substantial amount of swelling on the left side. Remember, my big, buff latissumus muscle was pulled through under my arm. It will eventually atrophy but for now it's just irritating me (see post entitled Tennis Anyone?).
The updates are:

  • Follow up appt tomorrow to check incisions and drains
  • Might lose some stitches and/or a drain (might is the key word)
  • Next expander fill won't happen until a  week after the last drain comes out. I'm hoping that fill will be less painful since it won't coincide with the trauma of surgery. Fingers crossed.
As expected, this has been the most challenging surgery/recovery experience of them all. The next one should be a breeze!
I will update tomorrow after my appointment.

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

Friday, January 22, 2016

What I've learned in the past 11 days

In honor of the first day of feeling pretty good (not yet 100%) I'm going to write a post to tell you how difficult the past 11 days have been. Yay!  I've waited until now to write this so it would NOT be a Debbie Downer post. Since I'm feeling better I can now post something with the touch of humor you have come to expect. You are welcome!

Lessons:

  1. I'm still amazed that you can have areas of your body that are completely numb (like you can stick a needle in them numb)...but they itch...buuuut they're numb so you can't feel it when you scratch.  Can some of my medical friends please explain this to me? I can't seem to wrap my mind around it.
                                            
  2. Since this surgery was lucky #13, I should have remembered that there is always a day, one usually very soon after surgery, when you think you feel good. And you act, for that one day, like all is as it should be, and then you get whacked in the head by reality.
  3. Reconstruction sounds like it might be easy. NOPE. This isn't even the "big" surgery and it is SOOOO not a joke. I would argue that this recovery alone has been more physcially challenging than the mastectomy. Not by leaps and bounds but still...
    By the time I get to the implant surgery, it's going to seem like getting a haircut!
  4. Since this surgery isn't a "life or death" thing, you feel guilty if you come close to complaining. Yes, I'm blessed to be here and to be able to suffer through this but it doesn't make the tough days any easier. Yes I could have opted not to do it but here I am. I'm outside of the complaining window (except for the drain, I'll continue to complain about that and won't think a thing about it) but I will share my experience because I think it's important to provide the really real truth. I'll make it funny (somehow) but I will share.
  5. It's difficult to explain the drain setup to small children. For the first few days, Mattie was convinced I was slowly bleeding to death. I tried to explain to her that the blood that was coming was "extra" blood, that I didn't need it. Somehow her little mind thought that the blood was fake. Gabriel is fascinated by the engineering involved. He is trying to figure out how it all works. Mattie is grossed out but he keeps asking to check the bulb. I probably would have been the same way when I was his age.
  6. And finally for tonight, I need to rest when my body tells me to. And guess what...it's screaming at me right now. 
I'll be back tomorrow. I can't drive, I can't play in the snow, and I can't shovel or throw a snowball. So with a foot of snow outside,  I'll have to come up with something to write.   

Love to all,
Andee

Thursday, January 14, 2016

A little tired and a little itchy

Welcome to post-op day 3. This day tends to be the worst. I'm not in pain but discomfort is there. The muscle tightens up from time to time, like a cramp. Not the best feeling in the world. Still dealing with the rash. It got uglier today so Benadryl joined the party. I also worked hard at washing that stuff off but it will take a few days to clear. At least it did the last time. Maybe it will all heal before they slather than junk on me again.
So far, no major complications, just annoying stuff. I think I overdid it yesterday - on my feet a lot - so today I had to break down and nap and I'm getting ready to turn in for the night.  Hoping the skin issues will improve by tomorrow and maybe the muscle spasms will calm down too.
I'm off to bed. Catch ya later!

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