Surgery Monday!

It's official - I will have surgery Monday morning to get this tumor out of me!  This swear word, swear word, best swear word ever, tumor out of me.  Unfortunately I'll be down a sentinel node from my armpit too - but I'm not going to complain.  Ha!  I'm totally going to complain actually. 

I have to be there at 9:00, they do a bunch of stuff to me for two hours and then surgery at 11:00.  I will be under general anesthesia, it will take an hour and a half or so and then I'm in recovery for a couple of hours.  I should (fingers crossed) be home in a general anesthesia fog by dinner time.

The pre-admissions nurse talked to me yesterday about the whole process.  I explained that I will have an entourage with me, and she explained that the first hour after I wake up I can't have company but then I can see people two at a time.  Scott, Erin and my mom will be with me - and I get the giggles picturing the conversation my mom will have with the nursing staff about this two person rule. 

She asked if I've ever had general anesthesia before, and I said I did when I got all of my wisdom teeth out.  She asked how I did - and I said that I did great - except that when I woke up I started bawling and needed to find my mom.  When I did find her I sat on her lap crying.  I was 18.  She said that was perfectly normal - I think she was being nice!  :)

Anyway, after they take the swear word tumor out, they take it to pathology and run a bunch of tests on it, measure it, etc.  I should get those results, and my lymph node results, by Friday. 

This weekend I will have a date with some of the lovely ladies in my life. 

We are meeting for breakfast at Ecopolitan - an organic raw restaurant in Minneapolis.  After breakfast, my sister, who now has a family "history" of breast cancer but is scared to death of mammograms because she is a total and complete hippie but is afraid my mom will hurt her if she doesn't start doing some sort of screening, will be getting a thermography - at Ecopolitan, the hippie restaurant we're going to (it may be done in a flowered bus in front of the restaurant).  Thermography is an alternative mammogram - no bad rays (or vibes, man) - just heat.  There will be pictures taken. 

Then we go wig shopping.  There's a salon by us that is owned by a breast cancer survivor.  We'll shop, get my head measured (we'll finally see where my kids get their big heads!  Oh, that was funny until I realized I'm going to have one big bald head) and narrow down some choices to bring my babies back to help me make a decision.  And more pictures will be taken....