Day 6 post op

Today was also ok. A little more drama but what do you expect From family? Seriously?

I woke up tired and groggy and sore from my one spot one position sleeps. I am hoping that after the drains come out I can sleep better). I really wanted to see people because I find that friendly faces pick my spirits up quite a bit. I find that after a visit I want to walk more around the level I am in. You know, good stuff.

Today aunt Barbara came and brought hubby her famous meatballs. I'm not a fan, but he loves them. I'm always out of ideas on what to feed me. Seems strange but I take care of all around me but can't figure what for me so I rely on cereal. A lot!

My neighbor brought over cut apples and they were perfect. Loved seeing them and to top it off I saw one of my force friends, Mollie. She was amazing and really a wonderful person. I just love having her in my life and such a supportive soul.

Anyways I get a call from cousin Lea who claims to know everything but I haven't seen her in months. I do holidays all the time and she hasnt ever came and I am never invited o er there. First she starts with how am I doing etc then she goes in with 'I didn't even know you were having this surgery' and it goes on from there. Why didn't I talk to her at my sil's graduation party that was a few weeks prior. I honestly didn't feel her party was the place to talk about breat cancer and my boobies being chopped off. Plus a phone call now and again wouldn't kill her. I'm always reaching out. It's not my fault that your too busy to call me back.

Anyways, big steps today. I had a bm! I feel like I am talking about my son and being very excited about this stuff but it's important.

My stitches itch, my chest area hurts and I am loaded on percocets for the night. I want to try to shower again tomorrow and I might actually get the hubby to shave my legs. I can't sleepp with prickles on my legs. At least I'm not asking in to do the drains. He loves me but he would only do my drains if I was physically incapable of doing and he would still wait a few days to be sure.

Tomorrow my friend ELISA is supposed to come by and I'll ask her to cut some apples for me too. She is bringing a fried egg sandwich and im so excited about that!

Day 5 postop

I am home. Came home yesterday as I was determined to leave. Fri night was the worst In the hospital. They took out a perfectly good iv just to place a new one just hours later. I choked on my percocets then they refused to give me a new one cause they are controlled. That was the worst 4 hours of pain. More but I just can't now.

I think the kids are happy to see me. They seem a bit scared cause I won't let them look under my pajamas. I can't move a whole lot and Ann I do it is slow. I tell them I like them playing games in my room and telling me about their days. To or row they have camp and I am hoping no problems with that.

After inlays dropped off their half of children today they asked the husbands if he has rested at all and he said no . Between the dishes and laundry and me he haddnt had a chance. Mom said 'it's hard being a housewife, huh?' I'm sure I'll be hearing more comments like that.

I wrote a fb asking wants to come visit. No real responses. I really did mean it. I wouldn't say it if I didn't want to see your friendly faces. I emaled a few people directly saying that I woulve se see them. But seriously. I know what 'later in the week' means. There are a few that have understandable travel/children/time restrictions. It would haven nice if someone sent me something while I was in hospital. I am pretty sure that the 2 people that did was kinda asked to. But they are doi g so much already.

Hopefully tomorrow will be better emotionally. I already know there is pain. Love to me and kisses to my kids and hugs to those are thinking of me.

This is it.

On my way to the hospital now. Slept about 3 hours surprisingly. Now I
am starting to get the stomach gitters

Well, this is it. At 6 am i am off to  the hospital and I will start yet another new chapter in the book of RED.At least because of this, i will have MANY chapters to share.

Today I went to my plastic surgeon to get all markered up. He does this to reduce time at the surgery while i am opened up. So he mapped out all my veins and arteries and where he is going to cut and take off etc etc. I figured I would share. I also figured I can show you all a before surgery and after the surgery, i was going to post periodic images of the progression. So, here they are!

July 11, 2011 ~ day before DIEP flap PBM

And here is me all ready for surgery.

Hello?

Hello! Testing my SMS posting. Now I'll be able to post until they take my phone away on Tuesday!

minimizing

a day and a half away and now i am starting to get phone calls to wish me well and to tell me that people are thinking of me. The usual things like 'if you need anything' etc etc. I thank every one of you that call and say such nice and kind words. (not that any of you are reading this)

So I get a phone call from a family member and this person wishes me well and so on. Then asks how I am  doing. I go on to tell this person that I am doing alright considering this is a huge procedure and a long recovery which really requires a lot of attention to managing pain. I tell him I am more scared of the pain afterwards and hoping that the pain management put in place will be enough.

So this person goes on and on stating that if i think i am going to be in pain, i will be. That he has patients that worry about teeth extractions and the pain and then are surprised that the pain after is just uncomfortable and not real pain. SERIOUSLY?????? you are fucking comparing a DOUBLE mastectomy that also includes an incision from hip to hip to a tooth extraction?

Well this person and their significant other are on my 'Do not even ask me if i want to see/talk to them while i am recovering because i will rip them to shreds' list!

Fuck you!