Yes home and think she did a good job, except that intraoperatively I got a big shot of steroids, so have been manic all day since. Just taken a zopiclone,
warning in case this posting truncates abruptly!
She has put a wick in cavity to keep it draining. There was also a lot of fluid round my right implant (got both after 13 months of breastfeeding ds3 reduced me from 32b/c to 32 a. Since I still had(have) an ass, and was fed up of not fitting dresses, I acquired these and revolutionised clothes shopping.) Anyway she thought the right one was acting as an irritant and took it out, and for the sake of balance took the left one out too, to be reinserted after chemo and radio finish. I forgot how nothing I had before implants, prev just had these 2 empty socks, now have bigger empty socks! The implants certainly improved things a lot but I always felt they were a little bit big at 32 c/d. I had had dh well primed at outset that they were not for his benefit tho he did seem to like them all the same.. Hasn't seen today's yet :0
Interrail, what fun: 2 fairly naive Irish girls in 1986 I think. London to Paris where we missed a decimal
point and blew a week's food budget on strawberries and ice cream in Champs Elysee. Then top bunks of overnight TGV to down to Nice, with 4 unintelligible middle aged drunk Frenchmen underneath,
don't think either of us slept a wink but held
hands across the top bunks! Explored monte Carlo and Biarritz also then down to Florence and Rome
where we learnt about unsafe Termini, but had to sleep on benches there anyway before brindisi and Ferry to Greece: plan was one of the little islands but we jumped ship in Corfu to avoid persistent admirers.
We slept on the beach there, v broke, pre
credit card days, and had to stay for 10 days as I sprained my ankle and got nasty septic graze on knee after lot of retsina and walking down bank to beach. Thence to Austria, and Salzburg (amMozart fan) last
meal there of cheap potatoes then back to Paris (scrounged sweets from my big brothers friends we met outside Tate) then hotfooted it home quite brown and skinny, and very dirty. Hope dd is good at sleeping in uncomfy spots, that she can tolerate being dirty, and that she has been practising a glare for those giving attention with which she does not want to engage. Maybe she has been practising on family over the last years??
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz in 2 min, got to run. More tomoro
on my new washboard chest if interested! Look like such a boy now, need to dress up with more flowers n colours and lippy.
Have a ball to KK's dd.