I hate waiting. As a person who is always on time and early, there is nothing I hate worse that waiting for people (thought i have been a bit pokey lately). I had my post-op follow up on Thursday. I was anticipating stitches out (they are!) and results. My dr starts by asking if anyone has called. Um, no. Then he tells me they had to send them to Mayo clinic, at which point my heart drops. Mayo clinic and cancer do not go together well in my book. He then explained they needed to have a second diagnosis, but he wasnt too concerned, they just had a couple questions. So, it will be another week. Because I dont have enough going on this week, you know? He also started me on the replacement meds, which is good - they are just temporary, but he wants my body to get used to them. Not a huge deal. So, we wait. Some more.
On a happy note, I am feeling great and very recoved! It's been a week since surgery and I feel about 97% - the only thing holding me back in not being able to turn my neck. And yawning and the hiccups. Those are pretty minor compared to other effects. I am almost disappointed in my scar, it looks fabulous, I havent even been wearing a scarf, it's so clean and small. I was hoping for a good story to use in Vegas, it looks like I may need to find something else!
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