Sunday Morning

I am supposed to have my head elevated 30° while in bed, and the drains come out the left side (my preferred side to sleep on) and I was struggling to find a position conducive to both healing and sleep.  Yesterday afternoon, Kevin suggested that I sleep in the recliner.  I've taken many weekend naps there, so I know it was possible and said I'd give it a try.

This also put Kevin in our bed, instead of the guest bed, and it put his mom Linda in the guest bed, instead of on the couch.   I slept amazingly well.  I woke up for a restroom trip around 2, but went right back to sleep with no problems, discomfort, or medication.

This morning I took the prescribed medication and passed out for a couple of hours.  I think it's time to try cutting the Percoset  in half again.  LOL  A coma was NOT the plan.  After I woke up, Grammy (Linda) made a bacon, egg, and cheese croissant. I have to say that the service in this establishment is ★★★★★.  I highly recommend it if you find yourself in town post-mastectomy.

I'm ready to settle in and watch the NASCAR festivities, knowing that many of my friends are right there at Kansas Speedway.  I'll see if I can spot them.  If not, maybe I'll lie and say I did.  :)

Ups and Downs and a Lot of Love

The amount of love my family and I have felt throughout all of this cancer nonsense is amazing.  From comments on here and on Facebook, to prayers being offered up from literally all over the country, to straight up cash.  My BFF Tammy had a garage sale today, taking donations on my behalf, and gave Kevin a chunk of the proceeds when he stopped by earlier this afternoon.  Before he got home, she called to let him know there was nearly $100 more.

What a blessing this is.  I have already wracked up more than 500 miles in visits to various doctors and many of the items I need for my post-op care are not covered on my Flex spending card through work (because they don't require a prescription) and the little things add up fast.  I am blown away that Tammy and Greg would go to all of this work, and that people who do not know me would donate items for us.  I don't know what to say.

I tried to cut down to one pain pill for a couple of doses, and have regretted it each time.  I figured the Valium was the most important, since most of the pain is a result of the stretching muscle from the tissue expander.  However, those times where I've cut the pain meds in half have left me in tears.  We'll give it the rest of the weekend before we do THAT again.

Kevin's mom is here and helping a great deal.  She takes some worries and chores off me AND Kevin. It's nice to have another resource.  I think she's headed home tomorrow, and Kevin is heading back to work on Monday.  That gives me today and tomorrow to figure out what I can and cannot do by myself.

I was hoping to be able to shower alone, but there are some things that need done around the drain tubes that I cannot reach (sorry for the TMI) so I'll be waiting for him to come home. If I get very desperate for a shower, I'll call and ask Mom to come.  I've pretty much lost all modesty over the past few days.

Got a question?  I'll answer.  Wanna see a picture of something?  I'll email you.  I'm not even kidding.  I've shown a few.  It's pretty amazing stuff, really.  Gross to think about, but amazing as far as how things work.  I cannot WAIT to gain my independence back, but I may as well educate folks about cancer treatment in the mean time, right?

LOL  Can you tell I'm feeling good right now?  That was a long entry!