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		<title>The day of &amp; the morning after</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dawn</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[My Life]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Here I sit, comfy and cozy on my couch, dog by my side on the top of the couch,  
leg elevated, watching GMA (gasp!).  The house is still quiet but I am awake.
Yesterday was a LONG day. We left the house about 8:30am and got home around 8 (I think).
We started with a blood draw at our doctor&#8217;s office (yearly physical stuff), and then headed to U of M Nuclear Medicine where they injected a lovely (and oh em gee, freaking painful &#8211; like a 100 stinging bees + the fire of a thousand suns) blue dye around my original mole site so that it could travel to the sentinel lymph node(s) that needed to be removed and checked for cancer cells. I had to lay in the this lovely machine
which was actually really cool and probably cost forty eight gazillion dollars.  Each scan took 5 minutes and luckily I only had to have 4 taken.  Then we were printed out copies to take over to surgery.  The appointment was supposed to last 2-3 hours.  We were done in an hour. My surgery? Scheduled for 3:15 (had to be there by 1:45.  So, we had some time to waste.
Mike ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here I sit, comfy and cozy on my couch, dog<span style="text-decoration: line-through;"> by my side</span> on the top of the couch, <span style="color: #ff00ff;"> </span></p>
<div id="attachment_1693" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 160px"><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1597.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-1693" title="IMG_1597" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1597-150x150.jpg" alt="Daisy on top of couch back" width="150" height="150" /></a>
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<p>leg elevated, watching GMA (gasp!).  The house is still quiet but I am awake.</p>
<p>Yesterday was a LONG day. We left the house about 8:30am and got home around 8 (I think).</p>
<p>We started with a blood draw at our doctor&#8217;s office (yearly physical stuff), and then headed to U of M Nuclear Medicine where they injected a lovely (and oh em gee, freaking painful &#8211; like a 100 stinging bees + the fire of a thousand suns) blue dye around my original mole site so that it could travel to the sentinel lymph node(s) that needed to be removed and checked for cancer cells. I had to lay in the this lovely machine</p>
<div id="attachment_1686" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 160px"><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1586.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-1686" title="IMG_1586" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1586-150x150.jpg" alt="imaging machine" width="150" height="150" /></a>
<p class="wp-caption-text">imaging machine</p>
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<div id="attachment_1687" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 160px"><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1587.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-1687" title="IMG_1587" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1587-150x150.jpg" alt="other end of imaging machine" width="150" height="150" /></a>
<p class="wp-caption-text">other end of imaging machine</p>
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<p>which was actually really cool and probably cost forty eight gazillion dollars.  Each scan took 5 minutes and luckily I only had to have 4 taken.  Then we were printed out copies to take over to surgery.  The appointment was supposed to last 2-3 hours.  We were done in an hour. My surgery? Scheduled for 3:15 (had to be there by 1:45.  So, we had some time to waste.</p>
<p>Mike wanted to eat after fasting all night and morning and I didn&#8217;t blame him (totally jealous, but didn&#8217;t blame him!).  He pondered and thought and thought some more and then ended up exactly where I knew he would: Zingerman&#8217;s (jackass). I started to stay in the car, but that was a bit boring, so I went inside to join him. He had this to eat:</p>
<div id="attachment_1688" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 160px"><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1589.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-1688" title="IMG_1589" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1589-150x150.jpg" alt="mike's lunch" width="150" height="150" /></a>
<p class="wp-caption-text">mike&#39;s lunch</p>
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<p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"> </span> I inhaled as much of the fabulous scents that I could without eating.  Pretty sure that ranks pretty high on the list of things that suck: going to Zingerman&#8217;s and NOT eating.  <img onclick="grin(':sad:');" src="../wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":sad:" /></p>
<p>We still had hours to waste, so we went to the bookstore.  I honestly can&#8217;t remember the last time I had nearly unlimited time without the boys to wander a bookstore.  I was a little confused at where to start without having to head to the children&#8217;s book section!!  Plus, I use my Kindle<em> all</em> the time now, so buying actual books seemed a little strange! Of course, there is something to be said for holding a book in my hands; plus they aren&#8217;t all available on Kindle. So I picked out some books while Mike borrowed WiFi from the store and did some homework.</p>
<p>We still ended up arriving at the surgery center early.  I was starving and BORED. Mike played on his computer, I played games on my iphone and we chatted.</p>
<div id="attachment_1691" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 160px"><a href="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1592.jpg"><img class="size-thumbnail wp-image-1691" title="IMG_1592" src="http://pgoodness.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/IMG_1592-150x150.jpg" alt="Mike waiting" width="150" height="150" /></a>
<p class="wp-caption-text">Mike waiting</p>
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<p>And when they still hadn&#8217;t called me back by 3:00, I went up to the desk to make sure they hadn&#8217;t forgotten about me.  They came out about 10 minutes later, explaining that the doctor was behind.  I was hooked up to my IV, monitors and had electrodes stuck to me. I met the nurses, the anesthesiologists, and the resident assisting. Finally, well over an hour later, they wheeled me into the operating room.  The last thing I remember was them putting the mask over my face &#8211; I didn&#8217;t even need to count backward! heh.</p>
<p>About 2 hours later, they finished removing surrounding skin and cells and ended up taking 2 nodes out instead of just one, since the dye lit that one up as well.  They&#8217;ll have the results in about 5-7 days; I&#8217;ll have my stitches out in 10-14.  I can&#8217;t drive for a week and I have to use crutches to get around since they don&#8217;t want any pressure on my leg for the first few days.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve plopped myself on the couch and Mike has been amazing about getting me everything I need as soon as I ask for it. He&#8217;s my hero, yo.</p>
<p>My pain isn&#8217;t too bad, but I am totally afraid that once all the good hospital drugs are out of my system that I will be hurting.  I remember feeling pretty damn good the first day after each of my c-sections, over doing it and then hurting like hell.  This time I&#8217;m not only NOT overdoing it, I&#8217;m not doing anything!! <img onclick="grin(':grin:');" src="../wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":grin:" /></p>
<p>Thanks for all of your comments, tweets, good thoughts and prayers &#8211; I really appreciate it!  If you&#8217;ll just keep fingers crossed that the nodes check out all clean, I would appreciate that, too!</p>
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