It's been a week since my last surgery and things are going well.  I will not toot my own horn or anything of the sorts yet- as I want things to go smoothly and heal!
Todd, my mom and Todd's mom were all by my side Tuesday the 1st when we went to Elliot for the "redo" surgery.  I had wanted to stop in at my primary care physician's office on the way to Manchester - and do a quick spin around the May pole (need that fertility!!)... but it was too early and I had forgotten as we drove by.
We checked in and I got changed into the hospital garb and booties.  I sat waiting for the nurses to come over and start messin' with me... or for them to let my family back in to sit with me.  Neither happened... I just waited and listened to the woman next to me with her little boy and the drama that ensued.  Apparently she was letting him drink apple juice before his surgery- a big no-no.  So of course- he wasn't able to go in and had to have it rescheduled.  She of course was very upset- which is understandable... but regardless- it is most important to follow the guidelines before surgery.  I felt for them as she packed him up and left the or waiting room.  This of course was not helping keep me calm though... and soon the nurse came over and I asked that my family be let back in- which they were.
I got prepped for surgery and before I new it- was back out again!
I got a corner private room - which was awesome!  Not sure how I swung that one- but it was niiiiiicccee!  It had a great view of Manchester- and was pretty at night.  Todd even took pictures of the view from my room!
But anyway- back to the surgery... my plastic surgeon took the right implant out and cleaned around in "there" (sorry for the un-official medical terms).  He had had an infections doctor check things out as well.  They found two bunches of infection which they cleaned out.  No puss or anything along those lines- but the tissue was red.  He put the same size implant back in and filled it only 200 cc's (my left one is at 500 cc's). 
He was going to be doing a flap of skin from under my breast (upper stomach area)- to stretch over the implant- but opted not to do that right now.  He wants the infection to heal- and doesn't want that skin "option" to be ruined if this healing does not work (WHICH IT WILL!!!)
He closed me back up with big black stiches vertical wise (my scars run horizontal).
So far... so good... I had some minor pain that some Advil took care of right after.  My first visit to him last week went well- and it still remains to look well.
Once this is healed (6 weeks?!?! and I am NOT RUSHING IT)- we can go back in and put yet another implant back in and fill it to the amt it needs to match it's "big sister" to the left!  Again- not rushing it... and am happy to not be leaking anything or tearing open! 
We've been taking pictures all along with the different stages of my breasts. It is AMAZING to see the hole now.  We took a picture of it the morning of surgery and it was huge! It had to be almost 2.25" in diameter! Oh- it was AWFUL looking.
Now,... now it looks like a shrivelled up boob... and that is O-K!
Things will get better and better - I just know it!
Todd also added to my bunch of hospital friends.  "Re-dooey the dalmation" has been added to lumpy the elephant (from lumpectomy), masty the moose (from the mastectomy) and poopy the pig (from my flu experience). He's too funny!  I think he likes to hear the names that I come up with when he brings the little guys to my bed once I've awakened!
I am feeling pretty good mentally.  Of course I don't always feel so beautiful having a funky boob and short hair and a little tubby in the bootie... but I am healthy and that is what is most important!!
Physically- just get really tired by the afternoon and am afraid if I close my eyes- I will fall fast asleep.
I returned to work on Monday- and again- love the daily schedule... just wish we could institute a "nap time"... or a "go to the beach time" as it is GORGEOUS outside!
Tomorrow I meet with the plastic surgeon again...
I also have to speak to my oncologist as I was supposed to start Tamoxifen- probably about a month ago.  He had wanted me to start after i was done my antibiotic- which I am still on and will be in thru May.  So- not sure when I can start taking the drug... but am anxious to keep on fighting any cancer that still may be lurking elsewhere in my body.  A very scary thought... and very hard not to think about.
And good news- I THINK I got my period April 20th!  It lasted 7 days and wasn't anything to write home about... but was more than I had seen since October 10th when i got my last one.  So it was most certainly a welcomed event!!

Thank you again to everyone for your thoughts & prayers!
Please give a hug to any cancer survivors you may know on May 19th- its (I believe it to be) National Cancer Survivor's Day!