I'm back...and it's not cancer.
Well, i'm back. A little fuzzy around the edges......and really fucking sore.
The surgeon removed an egg sized lump of tissue from my breast. He said that it looked like scar tissue. We summised that when I had the truck accident last fall my seat belt, in addition to breaking a lot of bones in my chest, tore off some of my breast tissue and my body then went into overdrive trying to repair itself and created a large amount of scar tissue. He said he had to cut the lump into two pieces to get it through the incision he had made..or else I'd have ended up with a 5" scar instead of the 3 - 4" one I have now.
I actually got to see what he took out...pretty gross, but kind of cool too. It's not every day you get to see part of your anatomy sitting in a specimen cup.
I don't remember much about the surgery. The last thing I remember is being in the OR and them telling me they just put some meds in my IV and sticking those pads for the heart monitor all over my chest and back.....next thing I knew I was sitting up in the recovery room and drinking coke through a straw.
You know, I'd like to take this opportunity to thank all of you for your kind thoughts recently. It's made such a huge difference to me, knowing the people actually give a shit about me and what i'm going through...I was really (and still am) very touched and moved by some of the things you all have said. Thank you just doesn't seem to be adequate...but thank you. A HUGE thanks also to my friend Rob who took time off work to ferry me around today and who stayed with me whilst I was in the hospital...who let me cry and tried his best to calm my fears directly before surgery...and who's been a really good friend to me recently.
Anyway, I'm sore, so I'm going to go lay down and take a percocet. I just wanted to stop in and let you all know I'm ok and that it's probably not cancer (won't know for sure until after the biopsy results, but right now it's a 99% certainty it's benign)