I guess you could say I'm back on my feet.  Actually I'm doing far better than I would have ever imagined. I truly thought I'd come home from the hospital and be on pain meds, laying in bed and drooling. I'm only taking the pain meds to sleep and I've actually spent very little time in bed. The hospital bed was enough for me. I'm sleeping much better on our love seat, which reclines. The plastic surgeon said I would have a 3-5 day stay in the hospital because I did have the bilateral mastectomy, and was out in two. It felt so good to come home to the scents of my own home and not that have that sterile scent of the hospital. Love my candles.

I still have three drains after the mastectomy, two on the cancer side (right) where they took the lymph nodes and one on the other side where they didn't. Nothing has drained from the left side, so they're going remove the drain and the dressings on Monday. Friday they'll take out my stitches and possibly one of the other two drains, but I quite doubt it because they're still pretty active. Bathed myself today and even washed and curled my hair. Put on my contacts and makeup even. Ready for the ball (yeah right).

I can't tell you how much Wendy’s website has helped me deal with a lot of this mess. I can only hope that others can benefit from my situation and realize that a positive mental attitude really helps the recovery. I know I probably haven't endured the worst of this yet, but I'm ready. I almost feel that this whole thing is a challenge and I'm ready to kick it back in its ass (that felt good).