Surgery Part 2 of
2 – May 1st
I had the second
part of my reconstruction surgery done.
I can finally get rid of those terribly uncomfortable expanders. I understand that this surgery is significantly
easier than the mastectomy and the recovery is only one week. So I’m not exactly sure what I expected, but
it has been harder than I thought. I
knew that I wouldn’t be walking out of the hospital looking like Sophia Vergara
or anything but I also didn’t expect to have to be escorted out in a wheelchair
looking like the hot mess that I was. I
guess I was so excited to get my new breasts and I have waited so long that I
kind of was at least expecting to walk out of the hospital with people admiring
how my breasts looked under my sweatshirt.
Spoiler alert – no one did. In
fact, I left the hospital in such a haze that I really don’t remember much
other than waking up from anesthesia and telling the nurse how much I hated
cancer and her replying “I know honey, I know” and feeling very sore and seeing
those stupid drains again. The doctor
did warn me that I would have the drains again for a week, but seeing them
pinned to my surgical bra brought back a lot of memories.
I get some good drugs to help relieve some of
the pain and go to the recovery room where Jeff is waiting for me. It is about 6pm and I haven’t had anything to
eat or drink in the last 18 hours and I desperately want some water. I must have gotten some heavy drugs because I
don’t remember much from here on out. I
remember trying really hard to keep my eyes open, at least enough to drink my
water, but that proved to be difficult.
I was nodding off while trying (unsuccessfully) to get the straw to my mouth. Jeff took some pictures, he’s always so
thoughtful. I want to go home, but I’m
so tired. I’m so relieved this is
over. I finally have boobs again. I can’t wait to check them out.
Looking on the
Bright Side…I have an excuse to wear a robe all day long!
so close
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