Well, about a week ago, they were moving me to my hospital room, for the least restful night’s sleep imaginable. I still struggle to sleep, but at least no one comes in to intentionally wake me every three hours.
I saw the surgeons today. I’d hoped to have all the drains removed, but they don’t recommend removing two on the same side on the same day. So I’m stuck until Monday. But everything is healing well, and I plan to get them removed early Monday morning, before my PET scan.
Other than that, no specific medical news, since my pathology report had been shared by phone. Got some tips for getting ready for chemotherapy.
I don’t know that I have mentioned that my oncologist surgeon is a breast cancer survivor herself. It’s really a blessing to work with someone who has been through this. I’m back in a waiting mode, for the scan and to recover a bit further, and as you’ve all heard me grumble, I hate all the waiting. My doctor is extremely empathetic to that, since she similarly hated the waiting. We got a little weepy today, but Mike (boyfriend, to those of you at the office) managed to keep it together, preventing a catastrophic meltdown. He’s the best.
But on to more positive things. I have to say, I’ve eaten more healthy, homemade food this week than I probably did last month. And also more homemade baked goods. The people supporting me through the meal train have just overwhelmed us with their generosity. And their cooking skills. If the key to beating cancer is a solid support network, I’ve got this thing defeated already – it just doesn’t know it yet.
In the meantime, we’re re-watching the Marvelous Mrs. Maisel interspersed with the Gilmore Girls, because being out of the office makes me miss rapid fire dialog and people talking at the same time.
Please feel free to send additional suggestions for binge television viewing…