Hi Anita,
Hang in there. The nights, I remember, are simply the worst. All thoughts are amplified in the silence. And I remember waiting for that sun to come up. I found by the time the evening came around, I was so emotionally exhausted from trying to stay positive for my husband and children. It was only in the shower, or walks alone by the river, (or with a couple of close friends), that I really cried openly.
My night time routine was a camomile tea and my gp put me on a melatonin tablet (non addictive) to take at night. I found I got to sleep eventually, but would also wake up with 'horror thoughts'.
I have a handful of close friends who are my bosum buddies. The five of us are connected on viber and share the highs and lows at odd times of the night and day. We're each trying to cope with different things in life, crying teething baby, sick or dying parents and then there's me with bc.
I'm sure your husband will be ok. After my first surgery, my lumpectomy scar looked like a little smiley face under my nipple!!
Do something nice for yourself today. Watch a funny dvd or something enjoyable. My daughter was home sick from school last week and we watched 'Mama mia' (again). Abba music and greek islands do bring a smile to my face.
Be kind to yourself in these early days. It isn't easy, but it will get better once you know your path for your journey. Waiting is always the worst.
Take care,
Karen xx