Recovering AND online

It's over! The tumours are out of my body. And I'm recovering in my hospital bed and staying in touch online. Ya gotta love technology.

The surgeon had good news for my family yesterday. I'm sure he told me too, but the day is one big blur since I slipped in and out of consciousness. As Angie posted in my blog's comment section yesterday after the operation, Dr. P cut out the two tumours and all that is left of the cancer is microscopic dust. The chemotherapy should take care of that. Yippee!

So the news I prayed for became a reality. I'm sure all your thoughts and prayers had something to do with that. Thank you.

I went into surgery early - around 11:30. Apparently, Dr. P's first surgery of the day was cancelled and so my time was bumped forward. It gave me less time to lay around worrying, which was good.

The first time I got really, really nervous was while waiting in the hallway outside the operating room. The rest of the time was whirlwind of activity, but in that hall, I was truly alone. I said a few prayers and put myself in God's hands.

"Breathe deeply from the face mask," my anaesthetist said . . . and then I was waking up. I'm sure I missed a bunch of action between those two moments. I felt a lot of pain when I first awoke, but once the morphine took effect, it eased. (Angie told me every time I could take another dose, which I do via a hand control) The key is taking regular hits of the pain-killing drug to stay on top of it.

The nurses give me regular doses of anti-clotting medication. Between that and the TEDs socks, which aren't as annoying as I thought they'd be, I should be able to avoid the life-threatening blood clots.

I slept sporadically last night, waking every few hours to roll over (yes, I slept on my side and rolled over every hour or so) and depress the button for another jolt of morphine.

I've had a sponge bath, brushed my teeth (aaahhhh) and tooled around the halls today during my walk. Okay, I walked about 15 feet and then turned around and went back to my room. But according to my nurse, I'm doing amazingly well. She said, I'll probably go home on Sunday, which is early.

I've eaten some lunch and am now very sleepy. So that's it for now because I need a nap.

Thanks again for all your thoughts and prayers. They worked wonders.

Tina