Tuesday I went in for my post op visit because I wanted to get my drains removed. Laura, the Physicians Assistant, removed my right drain but said my left breast was infected and needed to leave the left drain in until the infection was gone. She prescribed a stronger antibiotic and said to check in Wednesday to see what the progress was. I called in Wednesday morning and then sent her a picture of my breast. I know it's ok to send pics of your breast to the Breast Center but I did feel kind of weird doing it! She said it looked like my breast had improved but she wanted me to check in Thursday. Well, at 5:06pm, Wednesday (you know, 6 minutes after they closed) I started to get nervous that my breast was worse than it was in the morning. I sent pics (again, feeling weird) to my friend Jolie, who has recently started working at the St Charles Surgical Center, and she said I should call the Breast Center and see what they thought I should do. Again, I sent pictures, this time to a man but still a doctor. I felt even weirder! He called me back, said he thought it was a skin infection and could wait til Thursday but that I'd need to be seen and probably admitted.
Thursday morning I received a call to come in at 10 and bring clothes for a 2-3 day hospital stay. Luckily I was admitted to the St Charles Surgical Center where I had my surgery. I was kind of worried I'd be admitted to the regular hospital, which would've been fine but I was very happy I wasn't. So far I've been in for about 24 hours. I've had several rounds of antibiotics and 2 rounds of steroids. My infection is getting better but I'll be here another day, at least. I feel fine, except for my breast. I haven't had any other symptoms so we caught the infection early enough and I'll find out tomorrow morning if I'll be leaving or staying another day.
We are so thankful that my mom is here to help with everything. What a relief! Bobby went back to the fire house on Thursday, after his vacation, so it was great to not have to scramble to make plans for Micah and our dogs. We are blessed in so many ways. I watched a movie last night that almost made me cry and I'm pretty sure I have never cried at a movie. The only reason the tears didn't fall last night was because I knew the nurses were coming in soon. It was kind of a fluke that I watched the movie, my friend (who will remain nameless!) brought me some dvds including The Family Stone. It's actually a good movie and I'm not mad she brought it but one of the characters ends up dying of Breast Cancer (HELLO I kind of relate to that!). The tears wouldn't have been because she died of Breast Cancer. The tears would've come because this movie made me realize/remember that I am so lucky, blessed and thankful that I have made it trough cancer, twice. I am alive to see my son grow. I am seeing Helena grow up. I celebrated another birthday. Bobby and I will celebrate another anniversary. And I have so many more things to look forward to that I don't even know about!
|Getting ready to head home from the hospital on Saturday.|
|I thought it'd be fun to get 'Bobby' but 'Buddy' is good. Micah is My Buddy and I'd love to share a coke with him. My mom brings him to visit but it's not the same as him waking me up and then spending mornings and evenings with him.|