Ok, so it's not really "Harry", but it sounds so much better than "Margaret and the Horrible Hematoma" and I thought I could capitalize on the Harry Potter popularity! :)
So, as of today, I'm back in Des Moines. Crossed fingers didn't prevail this time and I couldn't get into the Genetic Oncologist this week.
I arrived this afternoon to snow on the ground and a hairy, hairy puppy dog who was very happy to see her mama again. (I had been without her for a month).
This is my first night sans Mom since November 6th, and even as a 36-year-old who has lived away from home for almost 20 years, I have to say, I was a little "clutchy" leaving her. Do we have those ties to the womb our entire lives? It appears so. But I digress....
The Hematoma. (insert dramatic theme music here) So I have developed a hematoma in my right breast. It started to develop a couple of weeks after the surgery. I had the oncologist do an ultrasound last week and she said it was about the size of a silver dollar. She said it should resolve on its own....HOWEVER....it appears to be growing. Luckily, I have an appointment with the plastic surgeon on Thursday, so I can hopefully get this resolved and continue healing. I've made a deal with myself to get healed up before trying to figure out where I go from here.
In the meantime, I'm going to sunggle with my pup and try to get this apartment heated up! Brrr!
Love and Hope,
Margaret
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