Bilateral Mastectomy

I was diagnosed with breast cancer on April 13, 2011 and it has been a crazy, hectic ride since then. A lot of women with breast cancer have surgery very soon after diagnosis. In fact, my first cancer-specific appointment was with a breast surgeon. In my case, we decided that chemotherapy first was appropriate, so I was sent to a medical oncologist. After my course of chemo, we waited for 3 weeks for my body to heal before surgery.

I checked in to the hospital at 5:30 am the morning of my surgery (August 16th). I was anxious and was told my the nurse not to take my anti-anxiety medication that morning because the anesthesiologist did not want me to. (I told the anesthesiologist this and she said that I should have taken my anti-anxiety medication and said that she would look into why I was told not to take it). Anyway, I checked in, accompanied by my father-in-law (Tom) and my good friend Sandy. The receptionists where a bit on the slow side and the nurse came out to get me before I was fully checked in. After the paperwork was filled out, I was taken back to the pre-pre-surgery room. I could have one visitor with me at a time so Sandy sat with me and Tom sat in a little waiting room right next to us. I answered a bunch of questions about medications and why I was there and then changed into the fabulously unfashionable hospital garb. Tom came in for awhile too and we basically waited.

Eventually they took me back to the pre-surgery area and Sandy came with me, while Tom went back to main waiting room in the hospital lobby. The waiting in the pre-op area was the worst, but Sandy tried to keep me at ease with humor and she mostly succeeded. It was hard to be there without Gessner sitting beside me, but I really tried not to think about that. The anesthesiologist came to chat with me and ask some questions and answer any of mine. The only thing I asked is how my eyes might get injured (it was a warning on the anesthesia consent form) and I'm pretty sure she had never gotten that question before. (The answer was that if your eyes opened for any reason something could get in them, so they usually use tape to keep them shut). She was very nice and encouraging. My breast surgeon also came over and chatted briefly as did one of the nurses who would be in the OR.

I was in the OR at 7:30 am and they got me on the table and the next thing I know I was wake up in recovery.

I actually don't remember a lot about the hours after recovery, but that means they gave me the appropriate drugs :)