Sunday, October 19th, 2008 
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I’m finally feeling fine enough to where I can actually blog. The past few days have been so crazy and stressful, I don’t even know where to begin.
Thursday morning Becca and I left with Rosie in tow up to my parent’s house. We made a few stops along the way, but we eventually arrived shortly after 2pm. We left with my mom to pick Danielle up and run a few errands, which included getting cake mix for my boobie cake and clothes for me to wear post-surgery. I also managed to squeeze a mani-pedi in as well.
In the evening I picked up Abby so she could be apart of my Boobie-Going-Away Party. We were having a really good time, cutting the boobie cake, having some Jack Daniels Downhome Punch, when the phone rang.
My dad answered and it was a nurse telling him my Nana was receiving CPR. Wednesday I found out that her cancer came back. Nana has cancer in her spleen, lungs, and colon. This led her to become severely depressed and apparently she had been telling nurses and friends that she wants to die. She also supposedly pulled the oxygen tube from her nose, causing brain damage due to the lack of oxygen. Things are not looking at all good for my Nana, and it has gotten to the point now where my dad have to possibly pull the plug on his mother. It’s a very stressful time.
I had come down with a small cold during the week so by Thursday night I was feeling really run down. My temp was 99.2 and I was having chills. Still, I was in good enough shape to go into surgery. By 10am, I was in the surgery room, and before I knew it was over with. Apparently I asked for Jamba Juice the moment I came out from under the anesthesia. The worst part of the whole ordeal was having to sit in the hospital bed with the IV in my arm 20 minutes before undergoing the surgery itself.
After surgery I was able to get some food in me, but I was still in a fair amount of pain, which was expected. I’m taking Vicodin every 6 hours along with antibiotics. I haven’t been able to shower since Friday because I can’t get my surgical bra wet. I go in for a check-up tomorrow, so we’ll see how things go from there.
I hate twitter, it doesn’t give me enough space. I hope you didn’t think I was being nonsensitive when I asked if you thought it was going to be without pain. I wasn’t meaning to be. Is the pain getting better? I am so bloody jealous of you. I am green with it. I want a bloody reduction, but it costs to much & my insurance won’t cover it.
I am so very sorry about your Nana. Keep me posted. I’ll keep your family in my prayers & thoughts.
I am so sorry to hear of your grandmother being so unwell.
I’m sorry about your grandmother. Hearing that she wants to die must be absolutely horrible for your family, especially your father.
I’m glad your surgery went well though. LOL at the Jamba Juice! :P I hope your checkup tomorrow gives you good news.
I am really glad to hear that your surgery went well. It must have been a little scary. But as long as it helps your health, than it was all worth it though.
I am sad to hear about your Grandma. I am sorry that your family is going through such a rough time. I hope things get better with your nana soon! *hugs*
Hiya, I just surfed in from Oipom and caught that you just that a breast reduction. I had one done 4 years ago and I just wanted to say that once all the discoloration is gone you’re going to have the most beautiful, perkiest boobies in the world and you’ll never quite get used to how cool that is! I hope everything heals up quickly, and that you won’t feel the effects of the anesthetic too much.
Also, I wish your Nana, you and your dad all the strength in the world right now. I hope she is able to spend a little more time with you all without suffering too much pain. Hang in there!