It Was Time

Last Thursday one surgeon did two surgeries. First my implant was removed and the hematoma and fluids were cleaned out. Then the same implant was put back in. The other was a wide local incision. I am told that surgery went very well and specifically that there was no visible sign of additional concern. But, of course, all that tissue gets sent to pathology and now we wait. I am hoping to get the results when the surgeon checks out my drain, \incision and surgical area this coming Thursday. No need to ruin anyone's holiday weekend!

So when I woke up, I could tell the ginormous breast was no more and I still had breasts. But wow it hurt. So pain meds started rolling and I was out of it but not hurting as much. Then came the horrible nausea and vomiting. I spent a day sick to my stomach like never before in my life. So I stayed an extra night in the hospital to get iv meds and hopefully feel better. I was discharged on Saturday. And here we are.

Today, I find myself dealing with a rather long list of medical questions. I have calls in at several doctor offices. I essentially lost all of last week. I need to know: What's my plan?? If you know me at all, you know that I am plan person. It's hard living in the gray for me. Once again, I must remind myself to give up what is not in my control. To just let it go. And this too shall pass.