Surgeries went fine – no complications. I was at the hospital a total of 5 hours and unconscious for 2. I remember them putting a mask on my face, telling me it was oxygen and to breathe deeply. When I opened my eyes, I asked the nurse when we would get started and she said, “You’re all done, hon.” Good job! I didn’t have to feel all the last-minute “I’m going out” anxiety. Several pre-surgery adjustments, but all par for the course. The best news is that the surgeon did not find ANY tumor. I can tell he did a thorough search, too. I’m just a little sore, but not enough to need the pain meds they prescribed. OTC’s are doing the trick. That and ice packs for 20 minutes every two hours. However, contrary to the nurse’s steadfast pledge, ice is not my friend. It tends to hurt quite a bit just before it numbs.
Bandages came off, yesterday and it’s not so bad. I’m stitched and glued. I think the surgeon did a nice job under the circumstances. Pathology reports come back next week. Fingers crossed!