The countdown
to my surgery date started about 45 days ago and I’m down to 6 nights before I
go in for the biggest surgery of my life.
It’s estimated to take 5-6 hours, including 2-3 hours where two doctors
will be working on me, in different areas of my body at the same time. So that’s more like 7-9 hours. Bobby has decided he’ll wait at the hospital
the entire time (Crazy! But sweet!) and I’m sure my mom will be there while she
can. Bobby plans to stay with me as much
as possible and my mom will probably come by during the day and bring Micah by
to say hi either in the morning or evening, or both, but he’ll continue to go
to school and we’ll try to keep things ‘normal’ for him.
I have no
idea what to expect except from what I’ve read on breastcancer.org. There’s a forum that was started a few years
ago, full of women who have either come to New Orleans, to the Center for
Restorative Breast Surgery, for their surgery or are preparing to come
here. There are women from all over the
US and Canada who come here for their first surgery, second surgery, to fix
surgeries by other doctors and the list goes on. Some of the info I’ve read is encouraging and
some has freaked me out. Good thing I
had a therapy appointment on Monday to calm my anxiety, or at least to help me
deal with it. The one thing that remains
constant is that everyone loves the doctors and staff at the Center.
Monday 2/4 I
will be in pre-op appointments ALL day.
And then Tuesday 2/5 my surgery begins at 7am.
My life will
change (more than it has). Sometimes (when I don’t think
about things) it’s no big deal and sometimes it seems like the biggest thing in
the world. I guess the upcoming surgery
is most similar to having a baby when you know your life will change in EVERY
way. Except, hopefully, I’ll be getting
closer to ‘normal’ in less than 18 years J
To prepare for this life changing event, this past
week has been filled with a lot of activity.
Micah’s 2nd birthday was on Friday. He had cupcakes at school (and in the
morning!) and we had pizza and cake in the evening.
I put the cake in front of him and he tried to grab it. Oops. His hand is covered in frosting!
Saturday we
went to a wedding. I hope this is the last time I have to go to a wedding with a bald head.
Bobby picked my princess hat for these pictures.
I should wear this veil all the time!
The after party
was at the Bulldog and in true Bobby-fashion, we were among the last few to leave
the party.
This is a picture of what Micah and I do every morning. Cuddle, drink coffee and milk and watch Mickey Mouse.
This is a picture of what Micah and I do every morning. Cuddle, drink coffee and milk and watch Mickey Mouse.
Having had major mundo surgery, I can tell you even though I KNOW I was uncomfortable afterwards, I don't remember much at all. Sort of comforting when you think about it. Don't worry about it. It'll just be a hazy memory when it's all over. Like a bad movie you saw and wouldn't recommend. Also, expect to feel "depleted" for at least one month for every hour you're under. Every month is better of course, but don't expect too much of yourself even 2 months out. I tried to do too much too soon and it was always a BIG mistake, albeit occasionally comical. Like the time I forgot to put sugar in some pie or cookie I was making. I don't remember exactly what it was I was making (like I said, hazy memory) but I do remember having to throw it all away.
ReplyDeleteGood luck and make sure Bobby knows how to update the blog to let us all know you're OK.
That's funny. I'll make sure I have a supervisor if I try to bake something!
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