More surgical adventures

I had a small surgery done yesterday. The boobette is gone. The fluid and tissue that had collected in it was removed. The boobette was a seroma, or collection of fluid, under the skin following the mastectomy. My left side has healed up flat. Well, somewhat flat; there are always small puckers or bumps in the skin left behind with the scar. The seroma was on the right side. I think I did a few things after the mastectomy that might have contributed to the seroma. I didn't know that such a thing could happen, so as long as I felt capable of doing something, I did it. I think pulling weeds in the garden and doing an upper body workout at the gym didn't help. The surgical site was still healing inside and that strenuous activity may have caused more fluid to be encapsulated. The surgery I had yesterday was much, much less extensive than the mastectomies. But, this time I'm favoring my right side until the healing has really progressed. I'm even clicking the mouse with my left hand. I'm eating with my left hand also, but I've had years of practice at that. When I take a lunch break at work, I'll often do a crossword puzzle and write with my right hand while I eat with the left.

Boobette

I should write about happy things. More happy things happen than bad things. It's incredible that, even with cancer, life is still so good. I have almost no hair, but it's growing back. I have breast cancer, but the fight is going, mostly, very well. I've been through a lot, but I can still bike and do other things that I love. It's just that I have so much more to say about the crappy things that happen! I guess that's just the way people are sometimes. Get me mad and I'm off and running - at the mouth, that is. So, yeah, I'm mad right now. Mad that the 'seroma' that was a result of the right side mastectomy didn't 'just go away' as promised. It never even began going away. I have had a 'boobette' on my right side since the surgery. I will concede that the surgeon did a good job. That , being aware of my future plan to explore reconstructive surgery one day, a little extra skin was left behind. It was probably just happenstance that the seroma, the boobette, never resorbed. Now, though, the thing is infected! That's right, infected. The right side of my chest is the color of a deep blush and I'm on antibiotics for ten days. It's messed with my range-of-motion, feels puffy and stiff and made me really mad!