I need a hug
Hi everyone, I thought I was coping pretty well considering the sucky state of my family's health at the moment. But today I've been thrown yet another curve ball. My surgery is on Friday 24 th an...
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Hi Irb_03, it was a very long day and my boob was most uncooperative,probably from anxiety ;)
I was so scared of the lymposcintogram procedure that I barely slept the night before. It was not helped by someone ringing the night before my op and passing along her friends comments that it was the most "excrutiating" thing she has ever experienced. >:) IT WAS NOT.
By the time I got into the room, I had verbal diahorea about how anxious I was and could I have a valium PLEASE!!
The technician (is that the right word?) was beyond brilliant, she explained everything and gradually I started to calm down. She also said everybody is different, some have said it was okay, some a bit uncomfortable but bearable and others said 9 out of 10 pain.
She bought in another brilliant girl who held my hand, chatting away and I barely felt the injections, for me just a short sting like a local before biopsy.
My boobs however were very uncooperative and they had to put me back in three times as the stuff was not moving, despite massaging, walking laps and lots of time!! So they sent me in for the needle localisation by ultrasound, by this stage I was relaxed and forgot about the valium hahaha
They couldn't find the tumour or the marker by ultrasound, again my stubborn boob. Three had a go and nobody could see either, not even the doctor.
So back I went in for image of lymphoscintogram, yay finally it moved and they found my sentinel node etc!
Because the ultrasound was a fizzer they did the needle localisation by mammogram, which took longer but was okay. Three girls and me trying to position my uncooperative boob. Not painful just uncomfortable as a mammogram is anyway.
The worst thing was having to raise my arms above my head for the three attempted images, sore shoulders.
Anyway, I survived and 4 hours later I was transported back for surgery. One good thing about the length of time, I had no time to worry about the operation.
They booted me out of hospital less than 24 hours afterwards, I was happy about that because my roomies kept me awake all night.
I told you I had verbal diahorea, anyway Im a bit sore mostly under the arm but today Im better than yesterday xx
I was so scared of the lymposcintogram procedure that I barely slept the night before. It was not helped by someone ringing the night before my op and passing along her friends comments that it was the most "excrutiating" thing she has ever experienced. >:) IT WAS NOT.
By the time I got into the room, I had verbal diahorea about how anxious I was and could I have a valium PLEASE!!
The technician (is that the right word?) was beyond brilliant, she explained everything and gradually I started to calm down. She also said everybody is different, some have said it was okay, some a bit uncomfortable but bearable and others said 9 out of 10 pain.
She bought in another brilliant girl who held my hand, chatting away and I barely felt the injections, for me just a short sting like a local before biopsy.
My boobs however were very uncooperative and they had to put me back in three times as the stuff was not moving, despite massaging, walking laps and lots of time!! So they sent me in for the needle localisation by ultrasound, by this stage I was relaxed and forgot about the valium hahaha
They couldn't find the tumour or the marker by ultrasound, again my stubborn boob. Three had a go and nobody could see either, not even the doctor.
So back I went in for image of lymphoscintogram, yay finally it moved and they found my sentinel node etc!
Because the ultrasound was a fizzer they did the needle localisation by mammogram, which took longer but was okay. Three girls and me trying to position my uncooperative boob. Not painful just uncomfortable as a mammogram is anyway.
The worst thing was having to raise my arms above my head for the three attempted images, sore shoulders.
Anyway, I survived and 4 hours later I was transported back for surgery. One good thing about the length of time, I had no time to worry about the operation.
They booted me out of hospital less than 24 hours afterwards, I was happy about that because my roomies kept me awake all night.
I told you I had verbal diahorea, anyway Im a bit sore mostly under the arm but today Im better than yesterday xx