Uncomfortable but home

My last post was for the day of my surgery, Saturday was quite challenging.  At this point it had been 24 hours since I had taken my normal medication for my anxiety, depression, and all that other psycho drugs I take.  Normally if I forget any of those meds, my body feels it within hours, so it was pretty intense and I was a wreck.  My night nurse was really good, nice, and responsive.  The day nurse was not.  The morphine caused nausea so I was received an IV to stop me from feeling sick.  I received that dose twice during the night.  In the morning I told both my nurse and the CNA that I wasn't feeling well and I wanted something.  Unfortunately, I didn't receive anything and I threw up everywhere!  Of coarse it was painful since all of this was coming from my chest, it was so embarrassing and I was so upset since I requested the medicine and they had ample time to administer it.  I over reacted and started yelling because I felt that this could have been avoided and I also felt that the nurse was being very condescending with the way she handled the situation.  Its hard to explain what had exactly taken place.  I was already a mess mentally and now literally.  Not my finest moment.  Subsequently I received a new nurse and spoke with the charge nurse.  :-/

Later that day, my sister (the nurse) and my mom was visiting.  I finally had help to stand up; another thing the nurses didn't want to help with even though I requested help and the doctor wanted this as well.  It was painful but I am glad I was on my feet.   From then my catheter and morphine IV was removed.  I felt SO much better then. 

Getting comfortable and sleeping was a challenge.  Getting up from bed was too.  I was hesitant to go home because the bed was needed.  It propped me up high enough to get out of bed but also adjusted so I could try and rest. 

To make my situation a bit worse, I am taking classes during all of this time and had a paper due.  I don't know if I would change taking classes during this surgery, but it is awfully hard to stay up, thinking, for a long period of time.  I think I will be able to make up my paper since the one that I submitted wasn't up to par.  I have a test due tomorrow too, so wish me luck. 

This whole experience has been physically and emotionally draining.  As of thus far I do not regret my decision.  I don't want this pain but I keep thinking how hard this would be if I had chemo and possibly radiation while I am recovering from surgery too.  Every day I am feeling better, not a lot, but enough to make a difference and see the light at the end of the tunnel of pain. lol

I have a follow up tomorrow AM, I think I will have some pics to put up of my battle wounds.

Day of Surgery

I had surgery on Friday and it all went well, no cancer was detected!  Now its time to heal. I'm having a hard time going to sleep and getting comfortable so hopefully this post will relax me enough for bed.

The first procedure that was done was the sentinal node injections.  This is what the cream was for! It was a numbing cream to numb your nipples since I would be injected there. Ouch! I had 6 injections in each nipple of a blue radioactive liquid to identify the lymphnode to biopsy.  The needles didn't hurt because I was numb but the liquid was really painful. I took it in stride since that was going to be the less painful part of this procedure. 

After the surgery I was sore which was expected and I felt a lot of pressure.  I didn't realize that adjusting the bed would relieve a lot of that. (Blonde moment) I had morphine that I could press to administer every 15 minutes I believe.  I also had a catheter which I didn't mind at all. There was no way I could get up to go potty! 

Saturday didn't go as well but that is for next post since I am finally ready to relax!