The first couple days after surgery went OK, but after all the anesthetics were out of my system, I had a bad day. It started by waking from a terrifying nightmare in which I was dying. Despite the pain pills, the incision sites hurt and my left arm was alternating between stabbing pains and numbness. My throat was sore. The drainage tube from the underarm incision kept clogging up. I was in an absolutely foul mood and utterly disgusted with my body and this whole treatment process.
I was, in a word, miserable and miserable to be around.
David managed to get me an appointment with my surgeon this morning and after evaluating the situation, she OK'd removal of the drain. What a huge relief it is to be rid of that thing! I have been using small ice packs on the most bothersome incision site, and they help a lot. The pain is much less now, and I am trying to avoid taking any more Hydrocodone.
I was hoping we would have the pathology results by now, as was my doctor; but she said they are still not in. So, more waiting for "the other shoe to drop."
David's working this afternoon and evening and I am sure he is very happy to be away from me for a while. I plan to spend this time alone reading, watching videos, and adjusting my attitude.
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