Well, I never in my wildest dreams imagined I would be here writing this from home tonight (but then nothing about our experience over the last few days has been quiet as expected). I was discharged from hospital at 3pm this afternoon - Woo
Hoo! (a little over 24hours after going into theatre - which has exceeded all expectations). I am feeling really really good - a little sore and the movement in my arm is a bit restricted, but I am so glad to have had the Op and be back home. The operation went smoothly and I
didn't need to stay in for any length of time due to not requiring drains for my wounds. To be honest, I can get a better nights sleep and
definitely better food at home to aid my recovery. Last night was spent a little groggy and
ever-so-slightly emotional, but I
haven't experienced any sickness and have recovered from the effects of the anesthetic quite quickly.
Anyway, post surgery is going really well and we are just about recovering from the
roller coaster we experienced to get me there. To cut a long traumatic story short the admission into hospital on Tuesday went a
bit wrong when they were unable to find me, and 6 other ladies on the Breast Cancer Surgery list, a bed!!! And No Bed = No operation! So most of Tuesday was spent in limbo waiting to hear a decision on whether I would be cancelled. Finally they decided at 8pm that they were going to bring us into the ward in the morning in the hope that a bed would become available. Therefore, I spent the morning before my surgery sitting in the day room unsure whether a bed would be found and whether I could have my Op. By this point, offering me a mattress on the floor would have resulted in me jumping at the chance. We finally heard that a bed was located and the operation could go ahead around midday.. half an hour later (still sitting in the day room) a trolley turned up to take me to theatre and, as I had still not seen a bed by this point, I was hardly dressed for the occasion. Cue scurrying into a nearby staff room to strip off and jump into a gown. From then on it was plain sailing!
I guess the only other thing left to update people on is whether my bodily fluids mirrored the coloured theme to my operation. And, yes - it is quite disturbing!!!