Hello again! So let me warn you in advance...this post is a little gory. It has nothing to do with cancer....but a side-effect I am experiencing from the surgery and PT. Not sure why I feel the need to blog about it, maybe because it involves blood and grossness and we are approaching Halloween afterall.
So, almost a month ago, I noticed a large swollen area along my left side-chest area. This area was involved in the surgery and the radiation so has had a tough few months. I thought it was a seroma. A pocket of fluid that builds up following surgery. I guess surgery leaves space, and sometimes fluid will build up and fill it up. So I scheduled to see my surgeon but she couldn't see more for another week. The thing is kind of hard, painful, just sort of nasty so I was eager to get it off. Plus it's on the side where the cancer was so psychologically having another "mass" there is disquieting. If you fan your fingers really wide, and imagine a hot dog along the tops of your fingers from your index to your ring finger, that gives you a sense of shape and size. It even curves like that. So I go in and she's unsure why I'd develop a seroma this late after surgery. But as she drains it, she gets all happy because it's blood. Surgeons are weird. Anyway, she says it's a good thing because a seroma this late would be odd, and seromas are harder to get to go away. So she's all happy and keeps wanting to show me. I look over and it's a freakin' turkey-baser sized syringe filled with oogy old dark blood. YUCK!!! The area deflates right down, feels better immediately, and I'm a happy camper. It's a hematoma and the doc said it's likely that the PT inadvertently tore a vessel while working on me. The tissues and vessels are pretty fragile I guess from all the radiation and it's not uncommon to have this happen, so it's not the PT's fault at all (although she feels bad about it). So the little vessel bled and clotted, and the swelling was the clot being broken down by my body. It was all old, dark blood. No new blood or bleeding. Eventually it would reabsorb all by itself, but since it was painful and interfering with my range of motion and mobility, draining it was the way to go. She said I should be all set, it shouldn't come back, and I was good to go. Awesome :)
Three days later, like a marshmallow in the microwave, it puffed all up again. Except it's not soft like a marshmallow! It's hard again and painful and danged annoying. So another week goes by before I can get in again. She drains it again. This time the poking really hurts. And, she could only get about half of it to drain and said it would probably just fill right up again. So, we can keep aspirating it, or insert a surgical drain. Yuck. Having drains dangle out of your body is not fun, but neither is being stuck with a turkey-baster syringe every week either. So I opted for the drain. Easy procedure she says....it's called a "pigtail" drain and they can just pop it in the same day using ultrasound as a guide, no big deal. So I call to get that set up and um, it's a little more involved than that. Once again, I had to wait a week (seems to be the magic time frame) and my appointment is tomorrow. I have to be at Skyridge at 7:30 am and Bruce has to take me. They'll knock me out with "conscious sedation" so I'll be somewhat coherent and able to follow simple directions, but pretty out of it otherwise and with no memory of it. I've been told I'll reveal all my deep dark secrets......so sorry docs, it's gonna be a boring morning. Then they'll watch me for an hour or so after and make sure I'm all awake and then Bruce can take me home. I don't know how long I'll wear it for but it will be smaller than the mastectomy drains so I am hoping it won't be a big deal to take care of it. But yikes, who knew? Sorry if you are totally grossed out now. My family was when I told them and they made me stop talking about it!
So if you recall, at my last oncology appointment in September the docs called me "medically boring." I guess my body took offense and decided to shake things up a bit. But, this too shall pass :)
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