Let me catch you up. Last Tuesday I had an appointment with my plastic surgeon. He took a sharpie and drew on me. He used a tape measure and marked where he needed incisions to be made. He gave me the sharpie to keep in case it needed to be redone.
Pastor also stopped by. It was great to hear the promise that God was with me and was going to be with me. He brought the Lord's supper and I was told my sins were forgiven and God loves me. Messages that I needed to hear before I went to the hospital. I am so thankful my pastor was able to come over before my surgery.
The next day I got up and drove to the hospital. (Yes my parents were in the car with me) Jovi was not happy being left at home alone. But she couldn't come to the hospital with me.
I checked in and they have volunteers to take you to the floor and room you need to be at. I love that I didn't have to find my way around the hospital. I would've gotten lost I am directionally dysfunctional. I got to the room and the very nice nurse came in to get me ready. Not for surgery. That would come later. She got me ready to go to get isotopes injected. The gentleman who took pictures of the isotopes was very chatty. I know I had him before for my heart scan. They watch where the isotopes go so they know what lymph nodes to test . They want to find the first one it goes to, that is called the sentinel lymph node. Then they take a couple of others. So I had to lay down with my arm over my head then get scanned, and they had to do it for both sides.

After they were done, they took me back to the first room. I got my IV started and my surgeon came in to check on me. The anesthesiologist came in and chatted with me. He told me they would monitor my vital signs and keep me out for the whole time. That was good news to me. I also had to sign something that said he had chatted with me.
They got me prepped for surgery and that was the last thing I remember.
Apparently after I got out of surgery I asked for a cherry popsicle. Now the surgery lasted about 6 hours. Once my surgeon was done on one side, she moves to the other side and the plastic surgeon goes to work on the first side. The surgeon went to speak to my parents after she was done and the plastic surgeon spoke to them after he was done. They went home and Jovi was happy to see them.
I spent the night and woke up quite a bit. Part of it was the breathing thingy went off a couple of times. Because the tubes had moved out of my nose. That was because I had itched my nose and moved them by accident.
Nurses came in to check on me and see how I was feeling. I didn't feel too much.I was sore and couldn't move my arms a lot. Which I knew would happen.
My rockstar surgeon came really early in the morning. I think she came before the sun was out and asked how I was doing. She said the surgery went well. Something you always want to hear from your surgeon. I ordered breakfast. I had a bagel with peanut butter. I had to eat breakfast and lunch before I could go home.
I will confess. I was worried about if I could put my right hand behind my back. I couldn't at first and needed help for certain necessary bodily functions. The nurses were great in helping me with that. Not something I was excited to ask for help with. I am able to put my hand behind me now.
I had a ham sandwich for lunch. It was good. and I didn't have any nausea. Which was great.
My plastic surgeon came in and said things went really well. I was glad to hear that from him also.
I did have four drains put in. Which I still find icky. I know they have a really good purpose, but I still find things like that icky.
I learned how to take care of the drains and that they need to be emptied and measured multiply times during the day. Yucky. I had about 5 pages about what was needed after I left the hospital.
I have a corset and a camisole to wear. The camisole has pockets for my drains. The Hawaiian men shirt I brought was great. It was festive and big enough to cover my corset and camisole.
I got home and Jovi was so happy to see me. I was happy to see her. I went to lay down and sleep. I had pillows to prop me up. Jovi wasn't happy she wasn't able to sleep with me. She has been my protector during this whole journey.
I had a step stool next to my bed for me to get in bed with ease. The next morning, my mom took Jovi outside, Jovi pushed open my door and jumped on the step stool and then landed on my bed. She walked over my legs and laid down. She was so happy to be next to me. I was so shocked she was on my bed I never thought her little legs would be able to get on my bed without someone lifting her. She showed me.
I was taking my meds and napping when tired. I have the best people around. I have people who have volunteered to bring meals while I am not able to get around. My parents and I have been eating some great meals. I am so thankful for everyone who has helped me.
I had taken my pain meds and I became really itchy, not a little itchy, like can hardly stand being in my skin itchy. It was really bad. I called the nurse and talked about what was going on. I thought it was an allergic reaction. She said it was a side effect. I was told I could just take an over the counter and if that didn't work, then I should call to get a different prescription. The over the counter has been working great.
I had limited mobility with my arms. Slowly it has gotten better. I have exercises to do everyday. I am listening to my body and making sure I don't over do it.
Tomorrow is my appointment with my plastic surgeon. I'm looking forward to see what my next steps are. I know whatever steps there are, God is with me.