Consultation turns into surgery...

You just never know.... thats all I can say. Last Friday I found a lump so I made an appointment for Monday. By Monday it had tripled in size and was super painful. Great, referral for consultation... I was surprised and happy to hear I would get to go in on wed and not 6 months from now. Needless to say I was in such pain I poked a hole in my side in the hopes of letting the pressure release. NOPE. I arrive they take me to a room a nurse says so you here for a lump...

I lift my shirt her eye brows raise up and she says okay we need to move you to procedure!WHHHHHHHHHAAAATTTTT I had planned to drive myself to the consult but Hubby surprised me and stayed home. So I tramp off to the next room and she tells me to hop on the table and tells me to change out of my clothes. At this point the OH SHIT factor is flying around my brain. I had prepared my self for a needle some poking and prodding but as she lays out scalpels my mind was twirling.I keep hearing her say this will be painful but I have to have surgery right now. OKAY I was prepared to use a steak knife myself just last night so this is a good thing RIGHT? they give a local to numb me. that crap only numbs the skin surface. Anything beyond that was all nerve endings. Who knew fat had nerves...

As the Dr digs in you hear him say OHHHHHH this is nasty. Nice so now I am asking what what whats it look like ? Is it gross. Any whooo I have a nice hole in my side with 3 ft of packing stuffed in, drugs that make me all warm and fuzzy and more pain in my near future. Yeah for me. I go back Friday but till then I get to lay in bed and rest. hahahahaha yeah right. They asked if I had someone the nurse who will be visiting my house could train to do the packing. My answer ok I have a 3 and 4 yr old will that work. But no Hubby will be doing the torture as I understand the packing is the worst part of the whole process.

I can't get wet so no showers. I am going to be one of those old ladies who goes to get her hair washed at a salon. Hmmmmmm should I get curlers too. Friends offered to help me wash my hair which is super sweet but I can not imagine leaning over the tub since the hole is on my rib cage. So off to sit with all the blue haired old ladies for me. This could be good , I will get to see what the fab 5 will be doing when we get old and the kids are grown.

I am off to bed but at least you all know why I have been MIA for a while. Even on my death bed I will crawl over to the computer and try to post .


Ciao