Yesterday morning while Hubby was changing my packing strip, we discovered my boob now can take in air and when Hubby was pushing on the key spots to get the serous fluid out, instead my boob farted… in his face. OMG we laughed so hard! I told him “my boob just farted in his general direction”!
Brunch went well, and we had a wonderful time with our friends. We are even talking about going out one of these Wednesday nights to another restaurant central to us that has a great happy hour with wonderful food. We will definitely be doing this in the near future! Plus I’ve always wanted to go to the restaurant in our discussion.
Kids came over for dinner and we celebrated Hubby’s birthday. We ordered Chinese food for dinner and the Darling Daughter brought the Lemon Cream Cheese Pie for dessert. We had a wonderful dinner and conversation. Even had a great conversation with the Grandson about my cancer and my surgeries. Of course he heard us talking about the “boob fart” and immediately piped up that he wanted to see my boob fart. Well, since you can’t actually see a fart, I was able to get off on a technicality instead of having to show my grandson my boob! This did have some of us laughing again, but the Darling Daughter was the only one who was turning green over this entire “hole draining boob” thing. Wow, she’s the one who has to help with procedures on animals at the Vet Hospital where she works, but just talking about my “boob hole” had her ready to run for the toilet. Now that was funny!
We were both so exhausted by the time we went to bed we decided to forgo the changing of the dressing on my boob. It’s not like it has not gone 24 hours without being changed before. It was fine this morning, drained some on the Poise pad overnight, with very little drainage this morning. More air, but we’re assuming that means everything is on track. I did hear from the Home Health Nurse this morning, she is going to come out tomorrow morning to check on how things are going. After that Hubby has a dentist appointment and from there we will grab a bite to eat and we will get him a new suit and shoes for the wedding at the end of the month. I ordered a black dress, a wrap and black velvet tennis shoes as even my new Rothy shoes with the inserts changed out to my really soft gel ones made my feet irritated after an hour. I do believe the wedding and reception will be longer than an hour.
On a side note, I am so very tired of my ribs hurting. The bands from the armor bras is so tight, and needs to be tight, that is feels like it bruises my ribs. That and because these are not really bras, more like vests, really tight vests, it irritates my underarm incision area. Not a lot, just enough to irritate me. And I mean irritate. I am irritated… Not unhappy, just a little frustrated that every time I move it’s irritated enough to annoy me. Irritated.
Today is my Mom’s birthday. Happy Birthday Mom! She met with her geneticist today. Seems there has been more cancer in the family than was ever discussed openly in the past. At least where I was in hearing, and definitely not passed on to me as part of my medical history. My mother’s father’s mother had ovarian cancer when she passed away in her 80’s. Two of my mother’s 1st cousin’s have had breast cancer, one daughter of her father’s brothers, and the other the daughter or her father’s only sister. Her Aunt, (again father’s only sister) had a battle with colon cancer. My two VUS genes (Variance of Unknown Significance) both point to possible links to colon cancer. Ok then. Mom’s geneticist is going to screen for 80 genes not just the 37 I had done. Depending on her results, I may ask for a wider screening done on my panel.
That is my news for the day.
Life is laughing at “boob farts”
I’m still laughing about the boob farts and Joseph’s reaction to the conversation. I can only imagine the giggles and guffaws yesterday. Once the phone stopped ringing, Shirley and I were finally able to go to dinner at one of my favorite Asian restaurants. I couldn’t resist the Pad Thai which cost me all my points left for today plus some of my bonus points for the week. It’s okay though because tomorrow is meeting day and I still have a lot of points left that I did not use this week. It all resets tomorrow morning. I’m praying my dinner won’t end up on the scale tomorrow afternoon. Oh well, it is my birthday! It has been a long and busy day for me so I’m turning in early. Glad you are still laughing. LYTTMAB!