A Farewell Poem to My JP Drain

Oh little drain
so foreign
yet sewn into me
so you become me
and I feel like Frankenstein.

Tomorrow I say goodbye to you
and I will not be sad
because you hurt.

Your yard of rubber tubing
and flattened bulb
are a miracle of fluid collecting wonderment.

But I will take my miracles in other forms.

My lazy Saturday

I'm not sure life gets much better than this:

-A house full of flowers,
-A refrigerator full of healthy food,
-Friends and family calling to check in,
-Not a thing to do all weekend but lay around recuperating,
and
-A marathon of "America's Next Top Model" on MTV!
Definitely a recipe for healthy healing!

I'm still sore and exhausted but getting better by the day. Thanks so much everyone for being so supportive of me. It means the world.

Surgery Nitty Gritty

I had a long surgery yesterday, followed by a night's stay in the hospital. Cancer was found in one lymph node which was removed, as was the lump. I have a drain at the back of my armpit. It feels about as good as you might imagine. It will remain there for probably 10 days. Or more.

Final pathology won't come back until next week, so until then there is no further information on tumor margins or anything else. I will post it when I know it.

My mom is staying with me so I am well taken care of.

This does mean that I will have chemo for sure. But I am not thinking about it right now. Right now I am just concentrating on recovering from this surgery.

When I am feeling a little more like myself I will write up a rant about the horrors of hospitals and incompetent nurses... Let's just say I'm glad to be home!