Well, surgery is over. I am home. And I'm in relatively no pain. Why? Because God is just that good. His provision, healing, and treatment is just that powerful.
Brian and I woke up at 4:30AM this morning to be at the hospital at 5:15. We signed in and I stripped down and put my lovely hospital gown on. Then the doctor came in and drew his signature blue marks on me. Here's the perk of the situation, I got a little lipo in my hips and armpit fat area (you know that icky part that hangs over a strapless dress?). [Disclaimer: I'm about to get really personal, so stop reading if you are easily offended.] In a typical "boob job", the implant is placed under the breast tissue. Well, in a reconstruction breast surgery, the implant is the boob. There is no breast tissue left to place it under. So, in order to make a prettier, less ridged appearance, the surgeon used a little fat from those other areas to make a more natural look. It wasn't just elective lipo.
After surgery, I sat in a chair, drank some fluids, got dressed, and headed home. Of course, I made Brian stop by Arby's for some curly fries, but other than that, we went straight home. We both slept for about 3 hours. Then, I got up and made some coffee and unloaded and loaded the dishwasher. Y'all, I feel great! Minor discomfort in my armpits, but mostly great.
Wow! I'm so glad that the Lord cares for the teeny tiniest details of my life!