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Moving On

I can’t believe it’s taken me a week to sit down and update since my post-op follow up appointment!

I’ll start there…

First of all, the path report on the left side of my thyroid was cancer free.  Woo hoo, right?  So was the lymph node that he removed.  Dr. B offered me the option of a referral to the nuclear medicine doctor, but he and I both felt that I didn’t really need RAI ablation/treatment, so we are just going to skip it for now.  Double woo hoo!

The other side of my thyroid did have some weird stuff…for one, it had a LOT of nodules, which I knew, and “hurthle cell change,” which I was pretty sure they would find.  They also found some “giant” cells, which can be associated with Hashimoto’s (which I have–or had?), but also has an association with PTC and even Anaplastic cancer.

I was a little afraid ahead of time that if no cancer was found in this second surgery that I would regret having it done….but I don’t.  I just know with all the weird stuff that was in there that I would have required a lot of monitoring to stay on top of it, and I feel, myself, that some of that would have morphed into more cancer at some point.  No, I’m just glad it’s out, and that we know for sure there wasn’t any cancer there.  If it had stayed in there, I would have wondered forEVER.  I have this feeling like I am “clean” now.

Dr. B does want me to have a WBS (Whole Body Scan–they use a small “tracer” dose of RAI) to check for any possible metastasis, but I get the sense that it is just kind of a formality, just to make extra, extra sure. That will be at either 6 months or a year, I can’t remember which.  Beyond that, I will have my thyroglobulin  levels tracked.  (That’s a protein only made my thyroid cells.)  As long as they stay stable, it’s unlikely that cancer has returned.  And I will also have periodic neck ultrasounds to make sure there’s nothing abnormal springing up in the thyroid bed.  But that’s it.  Nothing more than a low-level annoyance, if things go as expected.

I am so, SO thankful that God has seen fit to give us a favorable answer.  I look around at others who are going through so much more right now–one college friend who just had a kidney transplant, another whose four-year-old daughter is in a battle with leukemia that could last for years, another whose younger brother has just learned he has stage IV, terminal stomach cancer.  I feel like I have gotten off pretty easy.

I am also SO grateful for all the kindness we have been shown.  I have gotten so many cards from people.  Our brothers and sisters in Christ are STILL bringing us food to help us out.  Jessica stayed with me overnight in the hospital AGAIN.  I could go on and on.  I LOVE being part of God’s family.  His children are the best siblings I could ask for.

I am also doing pretty well so far on my thyroid medication.  More about that next time!

Today is Mom’s birthday.  I bought some Mayfield Brown Cow Jr. ice cream pops at Publix to celebrate.  She used to always have them when her grandkids–my kids and Nathan’s–came to visit.  She called them “Cow Bars,” and that’s how my kids know them now.

I miss her SO much, but in many ways, the intense, sharp pain of her loss has faded.  She’s been gone just over three years now.  Happy Birthday, Mom!  I raise my Cow Bar in salute.

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Third Day Post-Op

Today is Monday, three days out from surgery.

First, a couple of details from my surgery that I haven’t recorded yet.  My parathyroid glands on that side did great, according to Dr. B.  So that’s a definite positive. Also, the “other” nodule, the one that initially was more scary on ultrasound but came back with a benign FNA still looked benign on frozen section.  Of course, I still want to see the report on it, but I am not worried about it at all.

We are still nursing in the morning.  I’m kind of glad I can provide that kind of continuity for Eleanor during this time.  Bless her heart, it’s hard when Mommy has a big boo boo on her neck and can’t pick you up.  We’ll get that last feeding gone sometime.

One thing I didn’t think through before surgery was making sure I had enough scoop-neck and v-neck t-shirts to wear for the first little while.  Down the road, I am going to be glad my scar is low enough for a regular t-shirt to cover it, but right now having something against it doesn’t feel great.

My incision is looking a little more gnarly today–more bruising etc.  But still not bad. Check it out:

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Also, I am not having much pain at all today. Really, my pain has not been bad from the beginning.  But I have still been feeling sort of crummy and tired.  Ever since I got home, I’ve felt like I might have a little fever.  Today I finally checked it, and it was 99.3.  Not too high, but enough to make me feel punk.  My discharge instructions say to call if I have fever over 100.4.  So I’m not too worried about it, but will keep an eye on it.

I’m also faithfully taking my antibiotic, even though I wasn’t originally sure that I would.  Dr. B, when he saw me the morning after surgery, said that it was mostly precautionary since they wouldn’t be watching me in the hospital. But that first day home, when I first started feeling a little hot, I decided to go ahead and take it.

I have been coughing some (not super comfortable, but normal, from what I’ve read), and my throat feels a bit more “gunky” on the inside today.  So I’m now sucking on On Guard throat drops.

One question I’ve had is whether I will be up to teaching my childbirth class tomorrow night.  Part of me says that I don’t feel that bad and not to be a wimp, but my rational brain is telling me that I’m still mostly affixed to the couch and don’t need to push it.  I just dread trying to make the class up.  Maybe by Friday I will be feeling better?

My follow up appointment is scheduled for Friday morning.  The old me, pre-surgery, would not have been content to just wait until my appointment to find out what my pathology report said if there was any way to know earlier.  The new, just-trying-to-get-over-this-surgery-and-a-little-scared-I-might-need-another-one me, is going to wait.  If I need to know before Friday, say, because we need to schedule a completion thyroidectomy, I am confident that Dr. B will contact me.

About that.  I am ashamed to say that I am having a hard time praying right now.  Is my faith really that wimpy?  I think I am a  scared to pray very hard that my lump is not cancer because I don’t know if God will spare me this, and it’s hard to be disappointed that way.  I  KNOW he knows what’s best and what will work out for my ultimate good.  I know he can use whatever Satan throws at me to refine and shape me into the person he wants me to be.  I just really don’t want to have Hurthle cell cancer!  “Let this cup pass from me!” I want to say.  I should say it.  I’m just afraid His answer might not be what I want it to be.

That’s not to say that I haven’t been praying at all.  I just haven’t been doing the kind of serious intervention type prayers I normally do when there is something big going on.  May He have mercy on me in my weakness and give me the strength to turn to Him the way I need to.

The really, really good news is that I know there are a lot of people praying for me right now.  Obviously, that doesn’t mean that I don’t need to pray too, but it’s very wonderful and comforting to know.  Also amazing and comforting is the meal list that Mrs. D put together for us…we will be getting meals EVERY NIGHT for the next 10 days.  I think it’s way more than we will need, but I am SOOOO thankful.  It will make things so much easier on Rusty.

My dear friend R is coming in tonight on her whirlwind visit from Brazil.  She and her kiddos will only be here in the evenings, so we decided not to cancel her stay after my surgery was scheduled right before her visit.  She generally uses us as a hotel while she visits with her in-laws in a nearby city, getting in two visits at once.  She called me to let me know that her husband’s grandmother, who has been sick for a long time, passed away this morning.  So she will likely be here another day or two beyond what she originally thought.  I am sad that they have this loss to face, but glad that I will get a little more time with her.

One Week Obsession Remission…is over

So I have been in obsession remission for several days, and it’s been pleasant. I have been calm. I still feel fairly calm, but I can feel my obsessive tendencies creeping back up on me as my follow up appointment approaches. (T minus 6 days.)

I have a lot on my mind. I have read that when a partial thyroidectomy is indicated, but there are multiple nodules on the other side, the surgeon will often recommend doing a total thyroidectomy (TT). So I am thinking about this. Dr. B’s email did indicate this might be a possible course. Here’s the breakdown: I will be VERY unhappy if I have my whole thyroid out and they do all their dissections and pathology and find there is no cancer in there anywhere.

On the flip side, I don’t love the idea of having half out and then having to have the rest out in a second surgery. Also, I am not happy with the thought of totally ignoring all the nodules (how many are there, anyway?) on the left side. So here’s my thinking. Can we do FNA (Fine Needle Aspiration–what I had done on the other nodules) on at least the largest and/or most suspicious on the left side before surgery? ‘Cause that might make our course more clear. And if I only end up having half out, I’m still gonna be wondering about the lumps in that other side.

{Side note: Silas is practicing his memory verse, “Whenever I am afraid, I will trust in you…” Such good advice!}

Ok, so here’s something else: Am I going to be able to teach my childbirth class that starts next week? If (When?) I have surgery, how long will it take me to recover? This class has very little wiggle room built in because of the couple’s due date. Funny how I was really wishing for more couples to sign up; now I am kind of glad it’s just the one. So should I contact them now and give them a heads-up about the possibility of having to alter or cancel the class? Or should I wait until after my appointment when I have more info—which will be the same day as the scheduled first class. That’s one of the things I’ve allowed myself to look at online…what to expect after surgery. Looks like I may need to borrow a recliner. Recovery time seems variable, but for most at least one week before working again. Of course, I don’t have any idea how soon he will schedule surgery. If he plans it for mid-July, I have nothing to worry about–except that my recovery will run into book rush time.

Would it be really terrible to ask Aunt Sharon to come help me, like she did after Eleanor was born? I feel like I might need some assistance. One of those times I miss Mom, for SO many reasons.

Also, what about lymph nodes? Has anyone looked at these on ultrasound? Will Dr. B be on the lookout for funky looking lymph nodes in surgery?

Weaning. Is going to be. Really. Hard. I need to start…..tonight. May the Lord help me. I just don’t want things to be too difficult on Rusty if I am unable to help with bedtime for a few days after surgery. And if I do somehow end up needing RAI, I really, really need to have my breasts ready for that by being empty of milk.

And at the extreme end of my hysteria is this: I have a very faint sensation of having a lump in my throat. Has it been there for a while, and I notice it now because I know there’s an actual lump there? Or is my lump growing and starting to press on my windpipe? Or is it just in my mind because I am feeling paranoid? You won’t tell anyone how completely insane I’m becoming, will you?