Surgery is in a matter of hours. I’m nervous. I’m anxious. I’m having crazy dreams of falling post-op and busting my stitches open. Last week, I would fall asleep at 3am and be awake by 7am. This week, is better…I’m asleep around 2am. I think my nerves are high due to my overactive imagination and the fact that I’ve never so much as sprained an ankle. This may not be considered a major surgery but it’s major and life altering for me.
Despite all of the nerves, I’m excited for this new adventure. I’m excited to be able to tie my shoes without trying to manuever around my breasts. And once I’ve fully recovered, I will love not being in pain all the time. Not to mention this has got to be the best excuse in the world to go on a shopping binge!
Oh, I had my pre-op appointment and was told that at least 6 pounds was being removed from my chest! Even with that, I may still be a D cup but the doctor is hoping for a full C. I knew breasts were heavy but hearing the doctor say it just made it seem so much more real.