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| 3/15/07 - A Long week |
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I missed out on the gorgeous 70 degree weather we had yesterday. I watched people outside in short sleeve shirts from my hospital window. Today as I was released- I was greeted with a light rain and still some-what mild temps. It started back on Saturday. I had a nice visit and big hugs from my Dad and his wife Debbie. They made the long journey down to see us and I was quite happy to show my Dad how well I was doing- and collect on those hugs! Later that evening- we had discovered that Todd had at some point earlier (the hospital? when we went for lunch earlier that day?)- had come down with the flu. It is a nasty flu that gets you coming and going. As Todd was sick in the bathroom- I frantically called my mom at 9pm to come and get me. I unfortunately couldn't stay in the house and subject myself to such a violent flu. It started out that I was angry that he had gotten sick- this was the worst timing ever. It quickly turned to grief as I was so upset that I could not be there to take care of him, and he would have to fend for himself. We went to a hotel that night and I called that and the next day to check on him. I ended up staying with my mom for another day/night at her house while Todd was recovering- and then disinfecting the house. It pained me to hear his voice on the other end- sorry that he wasn't able to take care of me- and I too of him. I spent that evening at my mom's house. It felt like I was in school again- only this time my brother and I got along great. He made a list of the tv channels he knew I'd like and he sat playing on his computer while I watched tv. The next day I came home to Todd and we still kept our distance. Yesterday came along and at 2am in the morning I began to feel sick to my stomach. Thinking I was dehydrated- I drank some water. I soon had to use the bathroom... and then was waking Todd up to call Ask A Nurse. He ended up driving me to the hospital and we got to the closest one around 4am. I had gotten sick and was in a lull ... so was frantically trying to get them to give me something for the nauseausness before I got sick again. While they were putting the iv in my hand- I got sick. My poor Todd held the bucket and held me close as I was nearly passing out from my panicing. I was finally hooked up and was then on anti-nausea meds all morning while Todd sat with me in the darkened emergency room rubbing my fuzzy head and telling me he'd take care of me. After finding I had a fever- they admitted me. I spent the night -with Todd- in my own little hotel suite... aka... hospital room. The hospital bed felt 10 times better than the ER guerney (sp?). We had been down there in the ER for at least 6 hours. I'm glad they admitted me- if I had gone home, I know I would've been more sick. As I laid in bed sleeping yesterday afternoon, Todd took a tour of the hospital. He went to the gift shop and bought me a little stuffed pig. He came back to the room and placed it on the little blue pillow that was perched upon my chest- and took a picture of me sleeping w/ the pig lookin' at me on his cell phone. I've named the pig "Poopie the pig". I have a whole collection now of my little hospital friends- Lumpy, Masty and Poopie... ha! I woke up this morning feeling pretty good. I was able to eat some flavored ice- and just recently some toast. Feeling SO much better. As I sat on the hospital bed this morning looking out at the world going on thru the rain soaked windows I thought- how good it is to be alive... and healthy. I don't take good health for granted anymore- not since this cancer thing... And that "The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love, and be loved in return". That is my favorite quote... from Moulin Rouge... love that movie. I love my hubby to bits and pieces - how did I get so lucky to have him in my life?!?!Anyway - I also got good news that my pathology reports came back - GOOD! They were free of cancer cells- WOOHOO! Reason to celebrate... not yet..not until I can eat solid foods :)! I had to reschedule my appt with my plastic surgeon for tomorrow. I am having the drains removed and checked out again. My new "girls" as we call them are looking pretty good I must say! I think the shape of them is really coming along. My right one still has some bruising- but it has gotten lighter. My left one- the implant isn't sitting flat at the top- so shows as a little bit of bump. That I have been told is because the muscle hasn't relaxed yet. I am starting to feel the soreness in the chest muscle now. I didn't think I'd get away with no pain... but I had been doing pretty good. I had pain when trying to sit up or use my stomach/chest muscles. I have no feeling in the new "girls" themselves- or at least in the center of them. But now- now I feel the muscle aches and soreness. They look to be healing quite nicely and I can't wait to wear a real shirt- not these buttoned down shirts with this super duper medical sportsbra... in time... in time...I know... |
Shannon, NH
BRCA1 Mutation,Infiltrating (or invasive) Ductal Carcinoma (IDC)
BRCA1 Mutation,Infiltrating (or invasive) Ductal Carcinoma (IDC)
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