Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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The drain of my drain
I am truly hoping that this will be the last post I make about my drains…at least until my next surgery…which I don’t dare think about yet. Tomorrow, I see the reconstructive surgeon and have my fingers and toes crossed that he will remove my final drain. This plastic tube that is sutured to the…
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We must, we must, we must improve our bust!
Before being discharged from the hospital I was given a booklet entitled “Exercises after breast or upper body lymph node surgery”. It lists several exercises to start to do the first week after surgery and then another set after you have your drains removed, which in the book says “in seven days”. Ha, who are…
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Laughter really IS the best medicine
It’s Saturday. The “weekend”! Normally that would feel special but for me everyday is Saturday…without the “special”. I have been feeling a bit stronger every day although I tire very easily. In fact I just woke up from a three hour nap. Before my surgery, I was lucky to sleep three hours straight a night…
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One, two, three…PULL
Just got back from a trip to the clinic to have my dressings changed and drains examined. My right drain has slowed down a lot the last few days although the left is still producing abundantly and still leaking. The nurse examined the drains and reviewed the spreadsheet where I record the output every time…
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First Day of Summer…or so they tell me
For the last two days I have been fighting a fever. It’s really taken its toll on not only my body but my psyche. This time last week I was still in hospital and so yes I know, I am doing much better than I was, BUT, today I am definitely feeling down. For…
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Two steps forward, three steps back
Yesterday was a busy day for me. I hadn’t really left my bedroom let alone the house since my surgery. I was feeling rather smug; thinking “I got this. My recovery is going to be faster than expected because I’m strong and determined.” Well the determined part may be true but the rest…not so much.…
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Watch out for that pot-hole!!!!
Today was my first day out of the house since Friday. I’ve been camped out in my bedroom since arriving home after surgery. Today, I had an appointment at the V.O.N. clinic to have my dressings changed and my sutures examined. Apparently if you can get to the clinic, then that’s where they want you…
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Oh sh#t. I’ve sprung a leak!
Drainage tubes. The bane of my existence. They have to be milked and drained several times a day and the amount of fluid from each drain has to be recorded. Yes, you read right…milked and drained. Sounds like I’m a dairy cow….without teets! Let me try to explain how these things work. One end of…
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A Walk to Remember…
I haven’t yet talked about Wednesday June 13th other than a brief post as I left for the hospital. It’s taken me these last few days to gather up enough strength to tackle this subject. The day was hot and muggy, even though it was only 5:30am when we left for the hospital. The air…
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I get a gold star on the fridge
The in-home nurse just left. It was my first time having someone come to the house for help. She inspected my drains, changed some dressings and reviewed my spreadsheet with all the meds. “Wow”, she said, “You’re very organized”. I know this will seem silly but I was proud that the nurse was giving me…
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” Drugs in my pocket and I don’t know what to do with them” (the Monks, 1979)
Cyclopentasiloxane and PEG, every day, twice a day Dilaudud (8mg) every day, 6 times a day Dulcolax (100 mg), everyday, once a day Ketorolac(10mg) every day, 4 times a day Amox/Clav, 3 times a day, every day Welcome to Club MED. Unfortunately there’s no beach, no pool, no entertainment and definitely no swim up bar.…
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Home Sweet Home
Given the go ahead to go home. You have no idea what good news that is for me. Hospitals are NOT FUN! Did you know that there are a lot of sick people there?! I had a rough time of it. The last 48 hours have put me to the test but I knew I…
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Pain Pain Go Away and don’t come back another day
Day 2. Still at the hospital. My surgery went well…or so they thought until in recovery I was feeling extreme discomfort and a lot of swelling. The surgical resident examined me and determined I had excessive bleeding in my left chest area. My drains were filling up within minutes with bright red blood. This needed…
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Boob Voyage…
On my way to the hospital. Wish me luck. I will be back to you as soon as I can. Looking forward to sharing another chapter in my Ta Ta Cancer story.
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Twas the night before surgery and all through the house, not a creature was stirring….
…not even a ….Are you kidding me? I won’t be getting any sleep! Any one who says you should go into surgery well rested has obviously never had surgery. Or at least not major surgery. And even though I will only be in the hospital from 6:15 Wednesday morning to 6:15 Thursday morning, this is…
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Pillows, Pockets and Pins
My biggest preparation for my surgery Wednesday is what to do to manage the drainage tubes. I have to say that I have lost a lot of sleep thinking about them and how they will impact my recovery. For those of you who don’t know what I’m talking about (and don’t feel bad ’cause this…
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The 3 P’s of Pre-op. Poking, Prodding and Paperwork
I’m so fortunate to live in an area that has as many hospitals and medical centres as it does Tim Hortons. The clinic for my pre-op was less than 10 minutes away, very convenient. The appointment itself….well a bit longer. Even though I had a scheduled appointment for 10:40, I was told to take a…
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A negative mind will never give you a positive life
Let’s face it. This is a battle and a long one at that. But I’ve stepped into the ring and am prepared to go as many rounds as it takes until I am awarded the title SURVIVOR I like to surround myself with positive energy and positive people. And more so now than any other…
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I’ll take Breast Cancer for $1000 Alex
Since my diagnosis April 30 I haven’t stopped reading every article, blog, book and tweet I can find about breast cancer. I never knew there were so many types of breast cancer, seven I believe. And although I am certainly no expert, I joke with my family and friends that I could go on Jeopardy…
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If not for the kindness of strangers
I have now joined a club I never wanted to be a member. No one does. But I will pay my dues, do my time and then drop out as quickly as possible. Actually that’s not true. Yes, I want to resign the post “I have cancer” and replace it with “I survived cancer”, but…
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A matching pair
A week later I was meeting with the reconstructive/plastic surgeon assigned to my team. Just so we are clear, breast reconstruction is not a boob job. Reconstruction of your breasts after mastectomy is a long process. In fact, the plastic surgeon said it will take another nine months after my mastectomy scars heal. So this…
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My boobs are in good hands
Waiting to meet my new surgeon was a completely different experience. There was none of the angst of waiting for a diagnosis. I knew what that was…I have breast cancer…so tell me what’s next, PLEASE. The door of the examining room opened and in came one of the most energetic, confident and enthusiastic people I’ve…
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April 30…excuse me…I have what ?
I got the call on Friday to say the surgeon wants to see me. She had my biopsy report. I knew that things probably weren’t great. I was expecting to hear that I had an infection or maybe a cyst. It was now Monday. I had spent the weekend trying not to think about the…
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