Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Okay! Finally feeling better!

I realize I have not yet posted, but...I haven't been feeling quite like a million bucks. I feel like at least $10 today, so I thought I would post!

The surgery went well, it was reported to me that the tumor was lemon sized (no word on whether that was a large or small lemon) and that they got it all out. Lovely little self contained Burl! No word on the pathology yet, and the doctor's office won't tell me over the phone. I have my followup appointment on the 30th, so we will see then. The incision is massive and ugly, looks like railroad tracks. When the staples came out, I got to have stitches! But that's out too, so I am feeling much better. The surgery was on the 30th, and the hospital stay was...pretty awful. I was in a room for the first few days with a demented lady who threatened to kill me because I wouldn't give her water, never mind that I had just had surgery! She had just had hip surgery, though, so it wasn't like she could get up to kill me, it is just pretty stressful to have someone keeping you awake all the time threatening you. I think she was part vampire, because she only slept after the sun came up. I was changed to a new room on Monday, and my next roommate was sweet and nice, didn't threaten to kill me once.

On Tuesday I got my pain pump taken out, and then was abandoned for about 7 hours because my nurse call button was apparently not working. Previous to that, I had a special call button because of the pain pump. I begged the doctor to let me go home, but he wasn't having any of it. On Thursday, I begged my way out of there. You don't want to know what I had to do to get out, (It was GI system related) but as soon as I did it I announced it to the world! Mom came and drove me home, and all the plans I had for what to wear home were promptly chucked - I wore my pyjama pants instead. I had planned on a loose skirt and leggings, but that was NOT happening! On Sunday of that week I wrestled Mom for my truck keys, and had a couple good days - I couldn't do much for long, but I was feeling okay. On Wednesday I started feeling bad, and went to the Emerg, saw cousin Tom and got an antibiotic for what he thought was an abcess/infection near the bowel. Now, after five days on the antibiotics, I am feeling better again and have a bit more energy. Still not as much as I'd like, and I move pretty slowly, but...I can move!

So that's the good news, onward and upward from here, right?
Love you all!

JOY walks here... PEACE follows... COMFORT saves...

This is where life should be lived