Walking into a cancer hospital is both humbling and terrifying. Its definitely a somber experience. I was surprised however how very few young people there where. Most of the patients where elderly, and I felt too young to be there.
I was scheduled to arrive at 7:30 that morning although we arrived shortly after 7. I was asked to register and sign a bunch of hospital documents. Then my next stop was the lab to get some blood work done. I also had to get a chest x-ray. Mostly for anesthesiologist to get a look at my air passageway to make sure there are no surprises come surgery time, but also to take a look at my lungs to make sure the cancer has not spread there.
Then I was able to meet with the oncology staff. First the nurse, then the physician's assistant and then the doctor. They all told me something similar, but I also learned something new from talking to each of them. I have to admit that after speaking to the nurse that I got extremely light headed and felt like I was going to pass out. In my defense however, I had just gotten my blood drawn and then hearing all the medical procedures and what they where going to do was a shock to my system.
My appointment was on Friday and the doctor told me that she had already booked my surgery for that Monday, April 20. That gave me just the weekend to let it sink in. For the surgery they would inject a blue radiation dye into my "ground zero" site to see which lymph nodes the dye traveled to. They will then remove those lymph nodes, because if my cancer had spread that would be the first place it would have gone. Those lymph nodes will then be sent to a lab and I won't know the results for 10-14 days. I know thats a huge amount of time while waiting for results like this, but they do a very thorough job. They will also remove an inch in diameter around the cancer site to hopefully remove all the cancer.
The doctor was very posititve and thinks that there is only a 10-15% chance that the cancer has spread. So the odds are in my favor. We left the hospital at 1:30. It was a long day, luckily we have great friends that watched the kids for us so we didn't have to worry about them. We had only told family up to this point, but knowing that I was going in for surgery we were going to need help and so told the Relief Society president.
I was third in line for surgery on Monday which I was really grateful for. Even being 3rd in line I still had to show up at the hospital at 8:30 a.m. I don't know what I would have done with the kids if I was scheduled first! That would have been an extremely early morning.
I always start giggling when I get anesthesia.
To make sure they get the right spot. Its that light pinkish spot close to the edge of my arm.
Brad's waiting room. The surgery is an hour and a half long.
While Brad was in the waiting room they have these monitors that show what process I'm currently at. The blue is highlighting that I'm in surgery.
After the surgery was over the doctor spoke to Brad and told him that they removed 3 lymph nodes (don't worry there are about 30 lymph nodes under your arm) and that they looked clean to her, but they'll obviously need the pathology report to confirm.Coming out of anesthesia I noticed that I had an orange dye all over my left side (probably a cleaning solution). Before they would release me to go home the nurse made me go to the bathroom. I was so mad I just wanted to keep sleeping. I didn't want to get up! But I did get up and I groggily went to the bathroom. I peed bright blue (from the radiation die the injected me with) it was hilarious! So coming out of the bathroom I told the nurse "I'm an oompa loompa that pees blue!" She thought I was pretty funny.
When Carson came home from school that day he brought me over a card that his teacher made for me. I was extremely touched especially since we hadn't really told the kids whats going on. Just that mommy had to go to the doctor because her arm was sick. We also came home to homemade chicken noodle soup and a couple of frozen meals from one of our friends who watched the kids while I was at the hospital. It was the perfect after surgery meal.
Although we only told a few close friends, word travels fast and our ward has been amazing. We've had enough meals brought to us to last us 2 weeks. The first 5 days after surgery were so rough. Mostly due to the fact that I was completely knocked out. I couldn't be on my feet for longer then a few seconds without getting dizzy and lightheaded. So after Brad returned to work I've had so many people come to take Tanner to go play so I can rest, which I absolutely did! I was taking about 4 naps a day! Logan was such a trooper to just play quietly in the toy room while I sat on the couch and just watched him. The relief society presidency even came to my house and cleaned it for me. I've been completely overwhelmed with gratitude and love for these people. I don't know what I would have done without their support.
The kids have been troopers, although when Carson came home from school the first day and saw my incision it frightened him and he started backing away saying he never wants to see it again. The first few days I'd have to tell him to just look at my face. He didn't want to give me hugs, because he didn't want to hurt me. He also would ask me to wear a jacket when I took him to the bus stop so I didn't scare the other kids. Poor kid I felt bad. He has gotten used to it now and now its no big deal.
A look at my beautiful new scar. Don't look if you get queasy easy!
Day 1 of surgery
Day 2
Its been 9 days now and the swelling on my arm is almost completely gone as is the bruise. My energy is back up, but I'm still experiencing pain in my underarm where they removed the lymph nodes. That has swollen to the size of a golf ball and was to be expected. They said since I'm still nursing I have more fluid then the average person, and that area can stay swollen for months until the fluid buildup reabsorbs. I'm also not able to lift anything over 10 pounds in that arm. So I just have to be mindful when I pick up Logan to only carry him in my right arm.I'm hoping that I hear back from the hospital by the end of this week. If not for sure the beginning of next week! So if you can please keep me in your prayers till then.





























