What I remember most about Monday, was when the Ana’s anesthesiologist walked in prior to surgery and asked me if I had any questions. I said “I don’t have questions but I do want to tell you about wind pipe. So I proceeded to tell him about past complications”. The Dr said well we are doing laposcipic surgery. I said, no I am having a Double mastectomy! The poor guy didn’t know what to say at that point. Under normal circumstances I probably would have had a fit. But I didn’t and accepted his apology. Then he proceeded to tell me how the first 24 hours are crucial with pain meds. All I could think was, wow, what and idiot and thank God Juan wasn’t there.

So then both of the surgeons walk in and we discuss the operation. Dr. Klein the plastic surgen got his sharpie (yes a sharpe) and starts to draw on my entire chest. It was like art work. Then he wrote yes in three spots. I guess with what happened with the anesthesiologist marking your spot is vital!

I remember waking up and seeing all the post nurses. I didn’t feel like they where happy to be there. I even thought they didn’t do my drains right. But they did!

The nurses on the 9th floor where awesome. I asked to look at my chest because I thought I had to much swelling and it looked weird. Then checked and actually said it was beautiful. I thought they are cray cray….

The next morning meet with the Surgen and PA for the plastic surgen. I was out by 10:45 am. Thank God for all my support because I was not ready to strip/milk my drains. So I have a total of 4 drained Two on each side. My sister helped with draining them and recording the fluids. She was so nervous but she got it done. Then I took my gown off and look in the mirror. It was very emotional. What I saw in the mirror was a new me. One I don’t like. I know with time it will all change. So for nowI have to grin and bare it!

Overall I am pleased with my surgeons and pray that all will continue to go smoothly as possible.

I got this! I am blessed!