Breakfast of Champions!
My surgery obviously went very well.... once it finally happened. I went in at 9:30 a.m. and finally went back for surgery at 5:30 p.m.. I wasn't terribly upset about the wait, but I felt abandoned by the nurses and the only reason I knew what was going on was because I have a great friend that works there.
The good news was that the open incision was not nearly as bad as the surgeon had thought. He originally told me that I would be staying overnight and coming home with a device to help heal the wound, but I didn't. I am glad that I didn't have to stay overnight! Mike was happy too, he gets scared when he is home without me. :) There is still a chance that it won't heal, and I will have to go back for another surgery to remove the expander, but so far so good.... KEEP ON PRAYING!
I also got my port placed, so I don't have to go for a second surgery next week. WhooHoo! I am glad, because It was worse waking up from anesthesia this time. It was like a horrible nightmare and I couldn't talk or focus my eyes. I think since the surgery was so much shorter, and I wasn't having any pain, I woke up faster.
I have a little discomfort- kind of like swimming too much butterfly when you haven't worked out in awhile. My head is a little foggy (and a little soggy), but with a few more cups of coffee, and a little rest, I should be back to "normal". I say "normal", as in my yesterday pre-surgery normal, which really isn't normal, but I will take it.
It is good to be home...