One week out of surgery

Today, marks one week since the surgery.   I've had good days, and I've had bad days.  

Going to Walmart the day after surgery probably wasn't the wisest decision, but I survived.  It definitely wore me out.  I took it easy after that especially after Polly chastised me about going out into public.  

I am getting bored though.  On Saturday, we went to the Winter Market.  Got some bread, cinnamon rolls, lettuce, and carrots.  After that we went to Canyon of the Ancients Museum where we walked to the top of the hill (1-mile round trip) to take in the views and Escalante Pueblo.  We followed it up with a brief stop in the museum.  Mostly to use the bathroom.  I had a belt on and had to have Amy unbelt me before I could get into the stall.  NOTE: Do not use a belt as it hurts to take it off.   

 

As I struggled to put on my socks the other day, I was commenting how much respect I have for people who struggle on a daily basis with issues.  And I am sure they sometimes bitch, but they also realize they have to push forward.  And that is what I am trying to do.  Put one foot in front of the other and work my way through the pain and discomfort.  

     

All females can relate to this.  But my new life is in a bra almost 24/7.  The other day I thought I would try to put on a normal shirt and go without for the day.  I was able to get on a tank top of Murray's, but then my sister thought I should still wear a bra.  I definitely was Walmart worthy after that.  I mean I could probably have made it unto the Walmart video page and won something.  

My biggest pain is actually not from the incision of my boob and lymph nodes, but rather I had a pretty significant reaction to the bandage covering.  I actually have blisters from it and those are breaking.  Those are the biggest issue for the most part.  

Concerned about the above and just overall, I sexted a photo to my nurse navigator inquiring if everything looked ok.  They have decided I should come in tomorrow for a follow up appointment.  The initial one was on the 21st.  Primarily the reason for the follow up being so long was because the doctor was waiting for the pathology to come back.  She told me "you will see it pop up in your portal, but let me discuss it with you instead of trying to figure out what the numbers mean".  Anyway, Amy and I will head over to the appointment tomorrow.  It is at 2pm so may be some Mexican food and UPS store to return 2 of the 900 bras I've ordered.  

Yesterday, I sat in the recliner most of the day watching football and Yellowstone. Did you see that blocked field goal of the Chiefs?  Luckily, I had just woke up from my nap about 10 minutes prior.  And last night I probably paid for it as I was in so much pain, I broke down in tears.  Amy was saying how good I had been doing emotionally and then she comes out of her room to find me in tears with Murray at my side.  I finally took an oxy and was able to get a good night's sleep.  

Today, I will plan on taking a walk at some point and get moving around a little more than yesterday.  

Until next time....