Aftershock...

I know I should be sleeping... I was up most of the night... I kept waking myself up every time I breathed in and would feel myself falling and hear the biggest sound you have ever heard before... me sucking in... almost like I would forget to breath and then gulp in the biggest amount of air ever.... is the meds, the anestetic or me fearing I wont wake up... ya could be all of it...

Look at those two hot girls in this pic... do we look um 35? I know I know Julia is older so I look 35 and her 36...... this was taken on the cruise on the last night.....

They say that anestetic takes 2 full years to get out your body... and 48 hours of dizziness... oh wait I am dizzy anway.... I have no patience for this at all... I feel like my gut in knoting up and gonna stay that way... ya ya not even 24 hours yet.. I know...

but.... who has time to sit around and nothing only 17 hours after surgery... hey this could be the countdown to perfect health again instead of counting down to surgery.... ya smart chick I am..

Here I sit in my fav chair with my pink bracelet on, pink ring... see the rings Julia and I bought while on the ship? She did indeed put them back on me in recovery... how awesome is that... I love this pic and had to share it with you... at the risk of sounding mushy, my gf Julia Caron is not only a woman who is smart, gorgeous, sexy, stylish, loving, caring, funny, vivacious, classy but she is my friend... Friends... who knew that 33 or so years ago our paths would cross then to go about our own lives after highschool only to reunite a mere short 7 years ago but turn into the closest of friends... I am so blessed... to have her in my life... I can't wait to see what new chapters of our lives we will explore together....

Ossie just went outside to shovel after making me breakfast and of course German chocolate coffee yummmmmmm....... and between our doors was a lovely pink bag (all about the pink right now) with black polka dots on it... I love polka dots.... he brought it in and guess who it is from.... you got it Julia... I sit here in a lovely pink robe with hearts on it... snug as a bug in a rug... and new jammies... black (my fav colour) with pink hearts all over them.... inside was a pink crystal bead for our Pandora bracelets.. matching of course.. Julia bought these for us on the cruise... I am weepy today feeling so loved by her...

So the dark invader.... he is gone.. sitting in some petri dish in some fridge in a lab somewhere I suppose... ready to be sliced up paper thin so the pathologists can really do their jobs... funny thing... I dont even care right now what they have to say.... I am itchy all over not sure if from the meds again or the anestetic... scratching red raw... and had to put the bra on.... I am allergic to the white tape they use so yesterday after they inserted the line which by the way was horrible... the Dr who inserted it said that the dark invader was as hard as rocks... because... while he tried to insert it into the boob the needle bent in half... the nurse said well scar tissue can be that hard.. he said not that hard.... he froze the area but I felt it all... OMG did it hurt.. the pushing hard on one side of the boob while her holding the ultrasound gun in place on my boob and him jamming that needle in.. ok done... Thank God I will be out for the surgery... they taped it up... her asking me I see you are allergic to the tape... yup I am... she said dont worry you go to OR now.... ya from 10:30am til 3:30pm I wait and now you should see under my arm and my boob from the tape.... just call me scratchy... I think I will need to cut my nails so I dont cut myself...

Off I go into the OR and the anethesiologist taps everywhere to find a vein and of course I already know good luck to him... so in the hand it goes.... he asks me if I like rum and coke... not really - vodka martini is my poison (along with red wine) he then gives me my cocktail of antinausea along with the drug to put me out... Dr A puts the oxygen mask on and jokes about Michael Jackson paying big bucks for this stuff..... the OR room is laughing and feels ok....

I wake up not puking all over the place... this was the best wake up after surgery I have ever had... I am a pro at this after having 6 prior surgeries and more then 15 laprascopies....

I immediately reach down and feel my boob.. it's still there and well twice the size it should be... geeeee wrong way... I wanted the invador out not an implant.. guys... what's this... Swollen....

So here I sit, nauseous, pink jewerly on, pink robe and new baby blue jammies... wanting to come down from the drugs.. just took my stupid pills now cause the pain is starting again....

Sharing 2last pics with you... the Durham East meeting of POWE yesterday... the ladies all wore pink... wow.... and one of me waiting for the or room.... here I am not pissy yet... but just after I was ready to pull our the wire and run.... but I didnt... Princess Rock Star stayed and braved it out....

So you ask what my clutter item is today... well it's the gorgeous designer outfit I had on in this pic, the matching blue booties and had and of course The Dark Invador..... gone.... gone for ever.... hope in 3 weeks that when I go for results he says done... done..... done forever..... no further treatment necessary except for mamogram and ultrasound every 6 months.... ya???? ya.........

I want pink cupcakes in the worst way... I woke up from surgery wanting them... Ossie just left to get them... so Princess Pissy needs some sweetening up here...