I am all done with my surgery! Yay!
Houston and I left at 7:30am to get to the other side of the island to do my surgery. There is a hospital about 45 minutes away but my surgeon is a friend of a friend and came highly recommended. I thought it was worth driving an extra couple hours to see her. I obviously met with her before the surgery for the consultation and was so happy she came highly recommended. She is this small German lady with lots of energy and a great sense of humor. I liked her from the beginning.

Anyways, we arrived about an hour early because traffic was actually minimal for a change, and they prepped me for surgery right away. I was SO glad they took me back early because I was starving and wanted to get it over with so I could eat! Ha! Dr. Buik said that the surgery would probably be only 30 minutes so they could get me in before the next patient was scheduled. I had the sweetest nurses who were determined to make sure I was warm and comfortable the whole time. They let Houston sit with me until it was time to wheel me back and he kept joking with the anesthesiologist to give me enough of the relaxing medicine to make me YouTube worthy. Such a sweet guy I tell ya. ;-) . Before I knew it, they swept me back to the operating room and were sneaky with the anesthesia. I didn't even count backwards like they do in the movies! :-) I had a dream I was in surgery and woke up refreshed. Right when I woke up, they had Houston come in and Dr. Buik came to talk to us. She said that the surgery took longer than expected because the mass was much deeper than she had anticipated. She said in her slight German accent "your heart rate was 59, but mine was 159 because the mass kept going and going. I thought I was going to get into your chest cavity or to your kidney." She was of course exaggerating and said it in a joking matter that didn't cause me to worry. Dr. Buik told me that the mass could be something other than lipoma but I cant remember what the name of it was. Basically it was another type of benign tumor. They will do a biopsy and let me know all of the details in a week. They sent me off with lunch, a small incision, and double the amount of pain pills than what she originally was going to give me.


Houston and I went out to lunch because the tuna sandwich was not what I was planning to have for my post surgery meal. It was 1:30 and I hadn't had a thing to eat! When we got home, I noticed that my plastic coated bandaged was leaking blood and the cotton underneath was soaked. I called James' uncle David, who is an anesthesiologist and he said he would re-bandage it for me. For some reason the anesthesia kept making me super emotional for hours after the surgery! When I met up with David, he asked me how I was doing and I just started to bawl! I had already cried 2-3 time before that for no apparent reason but I was so embarrassed in front of him! He told me not to worry and that it was the medicine talking. He was obviously used to this sort of thing. Strangely I also kept smelling a lighter fluid type smell. Apparently that was from the anesthesia as well. I was so happy to have David two doors down to re bandage and reassure me! We have been house sitting for a few days before we move into our new place and I was extremely grateful to go back to that home after surgery. I just sat on their comfy couch and watched their enormous TV for the rest of the evening. Houston took care of dinner and of me while I just relaxed! He is such a good caregiver! :-)
Today, I am feeling awesome. Because the incision was all up in my muscle, it does hurt when I use the muscle... but nothing some oxycodone can't fix! ;-) Thanks for your prayers! Just keep praying that the biopsy comes back perfectly fine and I can go back to normal!
Love you and miss you all,
The Brothers