The surgeon told my team that things looked "unimpressive". That's good, right? The cancer part was unimpressive. The condition of the thyroid however, was not. Dr. said it was a disgusting mess--inflamed, goopy, wrapped around the windpipe a little, swollen. Clearly the poor bugger had been under attack for years from Hashimoto's thyroiditis and antibodies. I had been told years before that I had a 50-50 chance of developing Hashimoto's. Apparently it had been flogging the hell out of the thyroid for years. No wonder I felt awful!
The pain wasn't bad at all and I didn't need pain meds after the following morning. I was in a room by 2 pm and eating raspberry slushy stuff by 4. Liquid dinner, but soft foods for breakfast. I was up by that evening and going to the bathroom on my own. Dr. N even came by on a social call to see how I was doing. Very cute. They sent me home around 1:30 the next day with some tape strips over the incision. Not bad as far as hospital stays went!
Since then, I've been home from work and sleeping a lot. I actually feel really good. I didn't know what the pathology results would show, but "unimpressive" sounded good. Right?
Don't forget, it's raining shoes.
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