I had my second appointment with the Consultant Surgeon today and ‘Humphrey’s’ days are numbered. He will be accompanied by a lymph node or two just to play safe, and I’ll have a blue boob for a few days thanks to the dye they’re going to inject into me.
Seems I shall be auditioning for the Smurfs.
Surgery has been scheduled for Monday, it will be a day job, and I’ll be home by evening.
Lots of good and positive things were discussed today and I am going to be fine.
Classed as Stage 1, after surgery I’ll have radiotherapy and anti oestrogen pills, have simple not-too-strenuous exercises to do, and will
get out of have to avoid housework, heavy lifting, carrying of shopping etc for a while.
We are both relieved that ‘Humphrey’ is so common and that he’s being dealt with so quickly .
I rang my Mum to tell her I was going into hospital for routine surgery next week and would be out the same day. I said it was something I had been waiting for and that it was nothing to worry about. Although my sister answered the phone, I asked to speak to Mum, and then asked her to tell Sis! I left Mum on a high note, having a laugh, so all being well she shouldn’t worry about me, which is as I wanted it.
Allowing for the 12 hour difference, I also called Bro and filled him in as I’d promised.
I could hear the relief in his voice too ❤ ❤
I do have a little problem though……………….
Tomorrow we are going to have to go shopping in the next major town (where I got my shoes) for suitable bras as the ones I own won’t be supportive enough.
We tried locally today and came back empty handed. Sports bras had been recommended but could we find some in my size?
That’ll be a No then.
I also need to have a nightie that will give easy access to chest and armpit, not one that goes over my head.
AAAAAArrrrrrgh! You all know how much I hate shopping!!!!!!!