My mom had surgery on Wednesday to remove the lump in her breast. Apparently, they also got her PET scan results back as well, which showed that the cancer had spread to one of her lymph nodes just behind the ribcage. Obviously they couldn't get to that easily with surgery, so they are hoping the chemo and radiation get it.
So we spent ten hours at the hospital Wednesday. They were only going to let one person go back with mom before the surgery, but dad insisted on being the one going back, and when the nurse saw how weak he was, she let my sister help him back. They got him a wheelchair after that.
We slowly worked our way to the comfy seats in the crowded waiting room as people got news they could go see their loved ones. At one point the hospital's alarm went off, calling out a "red alert", and everyone in the entire waiting just stared at the alarms, looking mutinous, unmoving. Give up our seats that we worked for all day? Make dad get up and go anywhere in his state? Yeah, we'll take our chances.
Anyway, she got through surgery ok, but we got a call from the nurse after it when she was in recovery saying mom was fine, but crying and upset, and she couldn't get her to calm down. Why? Because she was worried about dad. She needed to know that he was ok, warm, and had eaten. The nurse had apparently agreed to call the waiting room to ask about dad as a last ditch effort to get mom to relax. *sigh* They are a mess. A sweet mess, but a mess nonetheless.
They put in a port, which looked nothing like I expected. She's in a lot of pain, so they kept her for a couple nights, and she's back home tonight. It's been a tiring couple of days, though. Between the stress of the surgery, dad's state (health-wise, and emotionally--he actually broke down a couple of times), and the fact that mom won't shut up even on pain pills. Lol! Seriously, Thursday she was telling the nurses her whole life story, in between lecturing me on everything from my job to washing my veggies really well before eating them. I wish I was joking.
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