One Thing Turns into Another

Yesterday was a busy day. Wednesdays are always so hectic. Started out rushing around in the morning getting everyone ready. We dropped my husband at work, then off to OT and Speech therapy with our 4 kids. After my sons two therapies we ran across town to allergy shots. Then raced back home to make lunch, cookies and raced off again to pick my husband up. We picked him up and raced over to my appointment. I found a lump in my breast a few weeks ago and was told last week the doctor thought it was a sebaceous cyst. Not harmful and not even sure it was part of the breast tissue itself. The removal of a sebaceous cyst turned into a lumpectomy. Apparently it was a fluid filled cysts in the breast. He took a margin of healthy tissue around it for a biopsy. I just wasn't prepared for that. Actually I was holding up fine with the numbing he did on it until I heard the scissor snipping sound. Then I felt a bit of one snip toward the end.
I was a blubbering mess after, not sure why.

The kids and my husband waited in the car during the procedure. When I got in the car I wasn't really sure how I was feeling, but told my husband I could handle taking the kids to swimming so he could make an interview his boss wanted him to give. Thank goodness my husband is a caring husband. He said he was taking the rest of the day off and took us home.

We loaded into the house and started getting dinner around. I was in a lot of pain, even my arm hurt. I sat on our reclining chair with my daughter and I felt blood gush from the stitches. I lifted my shirt and it bleed right through my shirt. We really were not sure what to do so my husband took us into the ER and that was our evening. They said I had a hemostasis and gave me some pain medication, cleaned and redressed the stitches to help. Last night was like a half sleep. I had to sit up and try and sleep and my little princess was up and down and up and down.

Today my husband stayed home and has done a wonderful job taking care of everyone. He is quite a man. I think he has gotten a crash course in dealing with our daughter. Very self determined, a bit indecisive and incriedibly persistent. She is wonderfully independant, very empathetic, loving and sensative. She melts your heart with her cherib face, but dont let that fool you, my girl knows how to take care of herself. We joke around and make muscle like body builders and say GO GIRL POWER!!! My husband is doing a great job and I really appreciate the help.

At the moment I am trying not to think about getting the results back, I am a bit scared. Right now I am just concentrating on keeping the stitches clean and doing school work with the kids. I am so use to giving the kids big bear hugs, not being able to feels like torture, but hopefully this will heal quickly. As many struggles as we go through, I am always thankful for the love, compassion and commitment of my husband and children. I am hoping to sleep a bit better tonight.