A Diet to Die For! Breast Cancer in Canada.

I had the staples for 5 weeks, was on antibiotics for 4 weeks and it’s been about 7 weeks since I’ve had the mastectomy.

I had a bizarre complication (breast tissue up to my neck!) which caused the surgeon to take a wee bit more skin than he would have liked.

This complication, in turn caused my incision to weep … and weep … and weep.

I thought to myself I’m such a leaky bitch

But I digress …

The weepiness is due to gangrene … yuck!

So every day I have a nurse come in to change the dressings and show me the lovely green liquid coming out of my body.

Thanks, but I’ll pass on the green inspection Ms. Nurse. Oh and the drama between the nurses! One nurse says the other nurse should be doing one thing and the other nurse whines about something else … geez, I’m just the patient … I’ve got enough stress in my life without having to worry that the nurses are battling each other and may not be getting my care right.

As one nurse says, do you hear me?

I still haven’t really looked at my breastless chest yet … but I’ll save that discussion for the shrink.