Good Morning!

I'm up early today. Boy, did I sleep good last night, I didn't even move once I got into bed (early). As you know, Monday I had surgery for a pluerix drain. 

My emotions have been raw lately, I am not surprised, with all the drugs I am on. I am hurt, angry, and can get teary eyed over people who profess to love me but yet ignore me. It hurts me when I don't get a message, text, card, call, any acknowledgement, or anything from some people. 

I was thinking about my upcoming surgery yesterday, it wasn't a major procedure, but still something new to me. 

My sister and her friend came to visit in the morning, at least that got my mind off of the afternoon. The surgery was scheduled for 1:30 with nothing to drink after 7:30. Damn, I was thirsty!

We were at the hospital at 12:30, the nurse asked all the questions. Then the anesthesiologist asked them again and explained what he'd be doing. The surgeon came in to talk to us and said they were running behind.

Damn, I was thirsty and anxious! I just wanted to get it over with so I could have an ice tea............oh yes, the nurse was aware of what I wanted. I was starting to be a wimp and tears were rolling down my cheeks. I hate it when I do that.

Finally, the nurse came in to get me.....I just wanted this to be over with. The last thing I remember was having oxygen put over my nose.............bye, bye.

I woke up to a lot of talking.........no sure who or to whom.

I got back into my room and the dr had already spoken to Kev. I sorta remember what was happening. I had a lot of gas pain circling from under my rib cage to my back. The nurse, Patty, was super nice. Tears started to fall again when she said she had lots of scrapbooking supplies and I commented that I had 9 grandkids that I had hoped to complete scrapbooks for.

I know she got my ice tea, or someone did. My first swallows were of sweet tea...but I was so thirsty. Someone fixed that for me tho. She did get me something for my gas and also for pain. I think the last time I had pain pills was when my back was out 11+ years ago. No, nothing when I had my lumpectomy or port placement.

Finally I felt good enough to go home.

I did take one pain pill last night, but I am sure I don't need anymore. I slept so soundly last night....I didn't wake up until morning nor did I mess up the covers. 

The incision is under my arm on my side (so I am told). I do have some discomfort.

The home care nurse is supposed to call today. She will come tomorrow to check on the incision and she'll be the one who drains the catheter. I THINK I will be able to do it later.

Friday is the last day I have to  go to the clinic to have my port flushed.  YAY!!!!!

Kevin was with me all day yesterday and he stayed home again today. That man has been through so much......cancer twice with me and his first wife passed away from metastasized breast cancer also.

Yes, I am breathing better, but not 100%. I will never be 'normal'. 

Over a liter of fluid was drained yesterday and I am not sure how long that will last...........a week maybe? At least now I won't be miserable for so long, I can have it drained when I need it done.

It's strange to be able to breath 1/2 way decent, I am so used to walking a few feet and then plopping down.

Thanks for your prayers and concerns!

I have a better post planned for tomorrow :-)