Week 2

Well, as good as it was to come home, new challenges are presented.  The bed at home doesn't have remote controls to help me sit up, so getting in/out of a flat bed is near impossible.  I'm sleeping in my throne (aka recliner chair) most nites, but trying to nap in the bed with help from Bill to get comfortable.  


Home care nurses come every day to check all the incisions, do a saline wash, rebandage, and help with any pain control or other questions we might have.  They have all been wonderful.  


Still stressing about how slow the recovery seems to be going for my liking.  One day I feel like knitting up a storm while catching up on the new TV shows, I have a good appetite, and maybe hobble around (still slightly hunched over) to get a cup of tea.  The next day I'm so tired I don't feel like doing anything.  I saw the Plastic Surgeon on Day 11 for a checkup.  One of the drain sites was terribly infected so she removed it.  Had myself all worked up about how bad it was going to hurt and I didn't even feel a thing!  I'm down to 1 drain now - the one under my right breast where I had the most work done.  


Cosmetically, both breasts appear slightly bigger and definitely "perkier" than previously, but lefty is slightly bigger.  Righty had a blood blister along an incision line the day after surgery when the P.Surgeon discovered the binder was rubbing along that spot.  It is still bleeding so the nurses are keeping an eye out for infections.  I suspect some corrective surgery will likely be needed down the road.


Overall, I'm quite pleased and am trying to stay positive with myself and not get down.  I hate being a burden to my husband and kids, and hate that I keep worrying about work things.  I left work suddenly but expected to have at least 4 more weeks to catch up.  Deep breath, stop worrying!!