April 20, 2009
No nerves, just keen to get the lumps out ASAP.
I’d had a frantic couple of weeks at work in the lead up to the surgery, so was quite ready for the anaesthetic to kick in. An early arrival at hospital, the admission process complete, paper undies, sexy surgical stockings and gown on and I was ready!
The young male theatre nurse who’d come to collect me commented that I was “rather jovial for someone about to have a double lumpectomy.” Truth be told, I was having a quiet chuckle to myself, then had to share. Grabbing my boobs I joked “I always thought if I was having my boobs ‘done’, they’d be getting bigger not smaller!”
On a more serious note I told him I’d heard this Dr was the best and asked whether this was true. His response was very comical given the approach to the operating theatre “put it this way, if I was having my boobs done – he’d be the only one I’d want to do them!”
Dr D had explained he’d make the incisions basically around the very edge of my nipples. We had a quick chat before the icy fluid flowed up my arm and I was out to it.
Cool, done. Bit of a natter with the nurses in recovery, downed a cuppa, said thanks to Dr D and I was home just after lunch.
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