Surgery Day 3: Walk down the hall.

Day 3 Photos

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I have to draw in deep breaths using this aparatus to help preven pneumoniaA closer lookEarly morning: mom is wearing her Mickey Mouse night shirtMy legs are itchy from being bound in these pressurized gadgets that help prevent blood clots from forming.Some members of the dream team. Dr. Foster, my plastic surgeon, is in the center.Thanks for the electronic get well wishes!I'm actually on my feet and walking, but not before being loaded up with pain meds.Back in the roomThe happy button I get to push to provide a drip of pain meds into the epidural
I have to draw in deep breaths using this aparatus to help preven pneumonia
I have to draw in deep breaths using this aparatus to help preven pneumonia
A closer look
A closer look
Early morning: mom is wearing her Mickey Mouse night shirt
Early morning: mom is wearing her Mickey Mouse night shirt
My legs are itchy from being bound in these pressurized gadgets that help prevent blood clots from forming.
My legs are itchy from being bound in these pressurized gadgets that help prevent blood clots from forming.
Some members of the dream team. Dr. Foster, my plastic surgeon, is in the center.
Some members of the dream team. Dr. Foster, my plastic surgeon, is in the center.
Thanks for the electronic get well wishes!
Thanks for the electronic get well wishes!
I'm actually on my feet and walking, but not before being loaded up with pain meds.
I'm actually on my feet and walking, but not before being loaded up with pain meds.
Back in the room
Back in the room
The happy button I get to push to provide a drip of pain meds into the epidural
The happy button I get to push to provide a drip of pain meds into the epidural

Let's take a walk

Today was a big day. I managed to get up and walk a few steps outside my door and back. Granted, I had a lot of support from wonderful nurse Bettina and two others.

I'm coughing more today (that really hurts) and my temperature has been up above 100 degrees Fahrenheit.

Other stuff:

  • My butt is sore from sitting so much. I can't lay flat because of the TRAM Flap stitching;
  • I'm getting frightened about how much the pain will increase when they take out the epidural from my back. Yup, it's still back there pumping in happy drugs;
  • People who call me in the hospital: I really do appreciate your calls. And not as a bitchy note, just a request...After I've cut off my tits, this isn't the time to say, "Well, I guess you did the right thing." I appreciate the call, but I can't handle the doubt. When your chances of getting breast cancer "were" (Yay, I can finally say that) as high as mine, then feel free to make those same judgements. If I'm not making sense right now, it's because I keep falling asleep every few words;
  • Most of the time, it feels like someone is sticking a knife in the side of my left "new boob;"
  • Every so often, it feels like someone is pressing down on my shoulders. I'll open my eyes to find nobody there;
  • Nurses get excited when you tell them you farted. Mom doesn't like me writing the word "farted." She'd rather I say, passed gas; and
  • I'm having some interesting dreams about having dinner in a really good restaurant. I think we were at Roy's, one of my favorites. Yes, in my delirium, I dream about eating out.

More tomorrow.

Getting ready to stand up (sort of)

Taking a few steps down the hall

Returning to Room

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Debby Rosenfeld 7 years ago

Joelle,

I'm so proud of you. Doing the couragous thing, and writing about it too. Hang in there. Before long, you'll be walking down the block.

Lots of love,

Debby

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