I’m home from the mastectomy! The mastectomy was Wed. 12noon and it’s now Fri. 5:30pm. Against my mother’s wishes i sit and type this. Sorry mommy, i’m already tired of laying around.
The surgery was a piece of cake! I was wheeled into an operating room. I remember taking a good gander around and realizing that it’s just like on t.v! I also realized that i’ll probably be very cold on the table because it was FREEZING in that room. I prayed that the surgeon wouldn’t get the shivers and cut the wrong thing!
The nurse asked me my name and what was i having surgery on? I proudly told her, “A BILATERAL MASTECTOMY!” Then i felt ice creep up my arm. I giggled and asked if that was the anestheia. I was told by a far away voice, “Yes, we call it the giggle juice.” I giggled.
They instructed me to lift my bottom as they lifted me off of the bed onto the operating table. I giggled some more. Then someone was calling my name telling me to wake up! The mastectomy was over! Wow!
Following the mastectomy/surgery I remember images of friends faces, Dorothy, Kelly, The Husband. The Dr.’s voice talking to my husband. The Husband’s voice talking to friends on the phone.
Finally, around 10:30pm I woke to the sound of The Husband’s snoring. I woke him and we talked. He got me water and resettled me. I woke again at 4:30a.m. The nurse later told me that she could tell that ‘you’re a real go-getter” because of my 4:30a.m. behaviors. I was amazed because i thought i was a calm, resting patient, but evidently I was “trying to do too much”.
I was soooo drowsy even when my friend, Amy Leland, Midwife came to see me at 7:30 a.m.
After she left at 9a.m. I was awake for the next 12 hrs!!
They wanted to kick me out that same day!! I was feeling pretty good but when they said that i could go home I had to rustle up some sickness, “Oh my whoosy head!”
I wasn’t about to go home to 5 kids-a teenager, a middle child, a preschooler, a toddler and an infant!! I was going to stay right there with my breakfast, lunch and dinner being brought to me and my remote control in my hand! LOL!
I believe that the first people that are going to hell are going to be the people that head up the
insurance companies! How dare they kick people out of the hospital on the same day of a major surgery so they can maintain their millions of dollars in profits!
Anyho, I stayed one extra day and at that point I was ready to go home. I wanted to see my babies. I wanted to read my books. I wanted to sit on my own toilet!
Gotta go, my mommie is making me get off the computer now.