Surgery Time

I stopped the MMS a week prior to the surgery.

My kids went along for the ride.  We were supposed to be there at 7:30.  The hospital starts calling at 6:30 wanting to know where the hell we were as we were late.  I flipped and chewed some butt 'cuz the surgeon's office never called to let me know to be there at 6:30.  They said, get here quick.  Impossible.  The horsepistal was on the other side of town, easily a 45 minute drive.  My son made it in 30 minutes (he's a cabby after all).

I'm getting prepped and they're asking all kinda silly questions.  Nurse asks if I have anything in my mouth, so I stuck my tongue out at her.  Or some such nonsense.  Had to make light of it.  This is the one and only time I have ever had surgery of any kind in my life.  SCAREY!!! AND, I might be boobless on one side too boot.

I had told her that I was going to do 'balloon radiation' after the surgery.  So she put 4 pins in to note the margins of the tissue she removed.  She ended up taking out a one inch think stack of business cards sized blob of tissue.

Actually, she got clear margins, and no cancer in the lymph.  No radiation for me. HA!!

I healed up nicely, although with a huge dent on one side, and got on with my life.