Well post surgery got a little dicey. The surgery itself went well. I do have a very small trace amount of cancer in one lymph node (not what I wanted to hear but from what I have been told it’s almost like no lymph node involvement because it’s such a trace amount), we will know more about what that means once the full pathology report comes back and I meet with a medical oncologist.
Once the anesthesia wore off and all my visitors were gone, I had what could be described as one of the worst nights of my life. The nurses didn’t follow the Doctors orders to give me 2 percocets every 4 hours, instead giving me morphine in my IV only when I rang the bell telling them my pain was probably a “15” on a scale of 1-10. I later learned that the morphine only lasted for abut 15 minutes, so I basically had a double mastectomy and then spent one night without pain medication. Every time I got up to go to the bathroom It felt like I was being stabbed in the chest with red hot knives and they were being twisted and turned. Luckily my mom spent the night with me, but I basically verbally abused her all night screaming in pain. The good news is that that night is behind me, and the more days that go by the more distant the memory is. Sorry all, the blog can’t be all uplifting. I am really hoping that was the lowest point i will hit.
Dearest Al –
I just teared up when I read this…and no, your blog does not need to be uplifting all of the time. It’s real and that’s what we all admire the most. I think about you every day! Remember you’re an amazingly strong and incredibly brave person.
Love you.
Terri
Sorry you had that bad night. Hang in there. I also admire your strength and bravery. We’re thinking of you here at Threespot.
Hugs and Kisses,
Melissa
Al – I am so sorry. I just heard word of this. This is an incredibly inspiring blog and you are so unbelievably strong. You are in my thoughts and prayers and I’ll echo others and say: please let me know if there is anything I can do.
you amaze me. Glad it went well otherwise.
Concie sends hugs, love and prayers to you. Now, for my comments. With regard to chemo, wear your tennis ensemble to all appoointments. If you require a can of tennis balls for juggling or throwing during those sets of tennis, a case will be sent right away from Cape Cod. The idea of a place being nice for your treatments sounds extra special and falls in line with your selection of attire. Love from us all here to you!
Hahaha. Thanks Pammie. Hugs right back to you and Concie and the crew! Xoxo, Al