My surgery went smoothly on Wednesday, although I'm hesitant to even comment on it until I get the full pathology report next week. But here's how it went:
I arrived promptly at 5:20am (along with 33 other people checking in or accompanying loved ones for surgery at that hour!) and was taken to a room where I changed out of my street clothes and waited for an hour before heading down to surgery. No bed in the room (bummer, because I would've enjoyed going back to sleep at that hour), just a wheelchair and a straight-backed chair from which I watched the local morning news (endless coverage of the Southie woman who attempted to ride up an escalator in her wheelchair).
They finally took me down to pre-op, and I was remarkably calm (for me!) while meeting all the surgical staff and hearing about their plans. I don't even remember doing this - or seeing the very cold, brightly lit operating room - last time, because I had so many sedatives in me (remember, last time I had to have that needle localization procedure first).
But soon I had an IV in my hand, and next thing I knew I was waking up in recovery, having some Lorna Doones and ginger ale. The surgery was - dare I say - easy, with the biggest complication being a nearly unrelated one: they covered my eyes in surgery (who new?) and I had a bad reaction to the tape they put on my face, leaving me with two black eyes (it's since turned to more of a red rash).
The surgical site is a bit sore, and I'm tired, but overall doing pretty well. I even got out for a quick visit to Cider Hill Farm yesterday.
I should hear the results of this latest procedure by the end of next week.