It’s now been a month since my cancer surgery, and there’s been some minor complications. If you’re squeamish, skim forward a few paragraphs.
Last weekend I started bleeding lightly and it was painful to sit or walk. Since they removed everything in the surgery, that shouldn’t be happening. On Monday, the cancer doc examined me and it seems somehow I tore a few of the sutures. Three on the bottom and one on top. Not good, but I’m told it happens.
She prescribed some antibiotics (which I keep forgetting to take on a regular schedule), and said I was to go nowhere and do nothing for a week until I heal inside. Apparently even walking can aggravate the sutures, so I’m couch-bound until at least Tuesday.
There goes my Labor Day weekend plans.
Next month I have a meeting with a radiologist to schedule the radiation treatments I mentioned last time. The good news is no chemo, so far, but the length of the radiation has gone from 2 weeks to 5, because I turned out to be Stage II.
Five weeks of daily radiation. *sigh* Maybe for Halloween I can put on something green and go as a glowstick.