Ive been home for 3 days now..I couldnt be more relieved! Surgery was 18 hours long and I spent 4 hours in recovery. The 5 days in the hospital were in no way easy. My heart rate refused to drop below 130 bpm for the first 2 days, so everyone seemed relieved when I was topping out at a hundred. I couldnt eat (just drink water) and when I did eat I couldnt keep anything down. It was a bad scene, I needed 2 pints of blood and when my IV was redone for the 3rd time there was talk of putting a central line in the jugular of my neck and this is when I finally felt this strange sense of no. effin. way began to clear a path through my muddled bleary soul..
Rob showed up with my favorite drink - Sobe Energy and I truly think THAT was the singular moment where instead of slowly spiraling down, I began to crawl upwards.
By the time we were released to the Hope Lodge in Charleston I was miserably homesick. My saving grace was the complete faith that my daughter was in the most capable loving hands possible, which is a load off my shoulders I can never repay..
I spent most of those 3 days just exhausted. Why not. I had been cut open from my left side all the way to my right side. I had a mastectomy. I had these lovely perky DDs molded from my stomach fat and inserted in my chest. My boobs were never this perky in highschool.
I now require 1 injection of heparin a day, short walks and a handful of pills several times a day. I cannot bend over, raise my elbows higher than my chin and holding the phone to my ear tends to tire me the quickest lol.
My poor husband is exhausted, this has been a horrible time for him and he is an excellent caregiver. Last night it caught up with him and for the first time in YEARS he went to bed at 5pm (for a nap) and woke up this morning around 7. It was much needed sleep time and with his sister here, he could relax enough to do so.
My sister in law and I have been able to spend time together. She seems surprised that I do not cry hysterically. To which I can only say maybe I will, but id have to schedule it when the kid isnt home. She has been more than awesome, and I can only guess how homesick she is-im ready to handle things on my own, I want her to go back and enjoy her loved ones-because simply I have no other way to repay such a tremendous gift she has given us over the last two weeks.
Rob showed up with my favorite drink - Sobe Energy and I truly think THAT was the singular moment where instead of slowly spiraling down, I began to crawl upwards.
By the time we were released to the Hope Lodge in Charleston I was miserably homesick. My saving grace was the complete faith that my daughter was in the most capable loving hands possible, which is a load off my shoulders I can never repay..
I spent most of those 3 days just exhausted. Why not. I had been cut open from my left side all the way to my right side. I had a mastectomy. I had these lovely perky DDs molded from my stomach fat and inserted in my chest. My boobs were never this perky in highschool.
I now require 1 injection of heparin a day, short walks and a handful of pills several times a day. I cannot bend over, raise my elbows higher than my chin and holding the phone to my ear tends to tire me the quickest lol.
My poor husband is exhausted, this has been a horrible time for him and he is an excellent caregiver. Last night it caught up with him and for the first time in YEARS he went to bed at 5pm (for a nap) and woke up this morning around 7. It was much needed sleep time and with his sister here, he could relax enough to do so.
My sister in law and I have been able to spend time together. She seems surprised that I do not cry hysterically. To which I can only say maybe I will, but id have to schedule it when the kid isnt home. She has been more than awesome, and I can only guess how homesick she is-im ready to handle things on my own, I want her to go back and enjoy her loved ones-because simply I have no other way to repay such a tremendous gift she has given us over the last two weeks.
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