Here is more on my cancer journey:

Well, the time had come to have my surgery.  I was worried because I had never had a major surgery.  Also, I didn’t know what to expect after the surgery.  The night before I didn’t sleep so well…many wake ups throughout the night.  I had everything set for the morning: overnight bag for hospital packed, parents to take me to the hospital, grandpa here to take my daughter to school, the list of people to contact after the surgery – including someone to tell my daughter I was good after surgery.  The morning came and I was scared, nervous and oddly calm.

My mom commented after the surgery she was impressed with how calm I was in pre-op.  I guess I was ready and knew too much worrying wouldn’t help. Once preped I gave my mom and hug and said I would see her after the surgery. I was wheeled down the hall to the operating room.  I remember it being very cold and all metal…a very vulnerable place to be as they strapped me to the table in only my gown.

Then next thing I remember is waking up in recovery as a nurse was taking something off my wrist.  Shortly after that I was moved to my room…where I got to see my family.  My first comment being no one should have a surgery that makes your armpits hurt…haha.

The rest of the day and night was sleeping, blood pressure checks, eating, throwing up and asking to be helped to the bathroom…pretty lowly feeling.  I was very happy to see the surgeon in the morning.  She said the surgery went well and I could go home!

Homeward bound for healing to begin.