April 4 - So what wasn't supposed to happen, happened. Boob #2 is infected with cellulitis. The imposter is getting back at me for all the bad things I've said about it. Getting admitted to the hospital for some IV antibiotics.
April 5 - I've managed to avoid surgery this morning. He's made no promises though for tomorrow onward. My white count was a whopping 31. So that is some serious infection in there. Lead plastic surgeon wants to give both antibiotics another 12 hours to kick in, so I'm stuck here at least for today. Was hoping to go home this morning. Some improvement, but not enough for him to feel comfortable to let me do... the IV antibiotics at home. Re-evaluating this afternoon. Now would be a great time to bring boob #2 back into your prayer life. I do get a slight chuckle at how funny i might would look with just one boob. That could make for a few good moments of laughter/tears. Hugs to you and thanks for the ongoing support.
April 5- The redness had spread in the past 3 hours. Calling all prayer warriors! Please take my boob into your prayer closet.
April 5- Making the surgery decision tomorrow morning. If there is some improvement we might can watch and wait on iv antibiotics. If no improvement overnight, surgery it is. We don't know if will be one surgery and all is done or one surgery now and two more a few months down the road. Stay tuned. Keep the prayers coming.
April 6- Heads wins. Surgery at 2 (or earlier if they can slide me in). Now let's shift prayers that they can take the implant out, wash the area and culture it, then put a new one in right then. Best case scenario! You might see a grown woman in a tantrum if we pull this one out and have a 4 month waiting period. Back to your closets folks!
April 6- I woke up with a beautiful presence of God's peace. I know it's provided by Him through each of you as the whole network of relationships in my life have gone to their prayers closets on my behalf. I also know it's God given as I in and of myself have no earthly reason to be peaceful in this. Thank you, God, for the many reminders of the glory of your will and the futility of my own.
April 7- I find myself in great spirits. Family and friends gathered and laughing the morning away. These are those little blessing filled moments that polka dot the chaos and stand out in your mind years later.
April 8- There's something wrong putting something into your body fully knowing you are allergic to it. And not once, but over and over again. Very ready for this pathogen to declare itself so Boob 1 and Boob 2.2 (boob 2 met it's maker yesterday) can rest easy in their new living arrangements and we can skiddale with the antibiotics. I myself am still leasing a room at the hospital with at least 2 more day...s to go. (For the record: I'd step away from the dinner tray if I were you.) Working on home health arrangements so I can get the IV meds at home along with the comfort of my own cooking. Prayer request for today: that mom figures out how to operate the recliner. It's a hoot to say the least. I sent Ron home for some much needed rest so pray for that as well. And a secondary request: boob 2.2 remains uninfected and I make it through the antibiotic course all in one piece. Some of my lab markers are suggesting my kidneys don't like this one bit. Hanging in there all the same.
April 8- Yesterday while waiting it out in the recovery room after surgery, evidently I was intoxicated with anesthesia and somehow found myself leading 7 nurses and any number of patients in game of "gimmie an I (I!), gimme an M (M!) gimme a P (P!)...." Whatcha got? IMPLANT! Say it again! Inplant! One more time! Implant!....Yeah, that was me. Stupid me was overly excited I got the new implant instead of dead space in surgery and became uninhibited with the medication cocktail. And I followed it up with "Gimme a BOOB" once I got back to my own room. True story. Thankfully, everyone felt like playing along so I didn't look like an idiot by myself. Surely there is a note in my chart now that reads: Sally often has adverse effects to anesthesia.
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