Day 210: Break a Legwarmer… a commitment to tomorrow…
So… tonight I broke out the nail polish… a gunmetal grey color called “Break a Legwarmer.” If you are a guy, you probably won’t have a clue and if you are a gal, you may not either unless you have gone under general anesthesia. Seems that those serious anesthetist that are charged with breathing for you while they take your body to brink of death ceasing your ability to do so for yourself positively demand to Continue reading
Day 174: Finish line just ahead…
I get the question of size a lot. I don’t mind it really. I mean, I have been very open about this process the whole way through and well, I was… shall we say… “voluptuous” at the start at a double D. Surprisingly though, there is actually a limit to the size I can go, unlike augmentation, and that size is 800 cc. I was told today that this means, I will never be the size I was. I am not sure how I feel about that. Partly because at this point it is hard to picture what 800 cc will look like.
So after the additional 60 cc today, I am at about Continue reading
Day 149: What is that strange sensation?
So my plastic surgeon is 2 hours away from home. So I have not been taking the prescription meds prior to or immediately after my appointments, for obvious reasons, being that I am driving myself and all. In fact, I have learned that when I take a Flexeril and an Oxycodone my vision is blurry for about an hour and a half… if I am awake that long. Being that I have months of this, and work and all, I really need to figure out how to make this work.
I am finding muscles that I did not know I had… since the Continue reading
Day 139: Sutures out… saline in… Happy Birthday?
Wow… I am amazed at how quickly I heal. Or how quickly the human body heals. Life continues to go on around the craziness of treatments and reality of the diagnosis. I turned 45 between these two post-op appointments.
Today was my second post-op and not only did I have my sutures removed, but I also received my first expansion. Odd sensation without a doubt. I swear I heard the saline entering the expander. The doctor laughed and assured me that I would be having Continue reading
Day 132: Post-op 1… and a little good news…
Well, I am still rocking this sexy little number and I am a bit on the sore side. Doc knew what she was doing with her prescriptions. I am thankful!
Post operatively things actually look really good, surprisingly so. She followed the Continue reading
Day 125’ish or 126: I’m awake… I’m awake…
This is apparently how I look on morphine. Love the fuzzy lens look… very soap opera right?
I have to admit this was a very fuzzy time frame for me. The pre-surgical cocktail, with anesthesia and the pain pump. I am not going to lie. I sat in the quiet for a long time. Just me, the beeping of machines, the pain pump and the occasional interruption from the nursing staff making sure all is well. I know I made the hospital sound cold and terrible in my previous post, but I don’t know, I mean, they were efficient and methodical. Something I appreciate… even if freaked out that I was in the basement… but face it… Continue reading
Day 125: Lovely lady lumps… insert here…
This surgery day did not have a lot of fanfare. It was very different from the mastectomy. I was alone most the day. Family couldn’t make it and my husband was showing the house we are trying to sell. Things moved pretty quickly at Swedish, but the larger hospital in the larger city has none of the small town charm that my previous hospital did – at the smaller hospital I was able to take my iPhone in and listen to meditations when I had my mastectomies done, here I was Continue reading
Day 124: Pre-op…
WOW – That was fast. Sitting with the office nurse prior to meeting with the doc I find myself thinking about how I am about to have a foreign object inserted into my body. This is an odd concept for someone who has had very few medical procedures. We reviewed pre-op and post-op instructions – the usual stuff, stop Continue reading
Day 119: Can we move my appointment to next week?
Phone rang at 8:30 am, missed the call, picked up the voicemail… and started to do that happy dance. The great news, they had a cancellation, the bad news I need to be in on Monday for pre-op appointment and surgery would be Wednesday. Well…. we do love a challenge! Now look, I am not going to say Continue reading
Day 118: Interviewing a new plastics expert…
I have mentioned before that when it comes to my medical team, energy matters. This is a big deal, I mean, here you are robbed of the top half of your body and large portion of your femininity and when it comes to putting you back together, you really want that to be done correctly. I was lucky that a friend of mine has been through this process and she referred me to her surgeon who is located in Seattle, a few hours away on a good traffic day. As much as I am not looking forward to traffic and the drive, I am looking forward to meeting this doctor. My friend told me that this doctor has gone through this process. This is huge. Obviously this surgeon Continue reading
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