Dave had his biopsies done on Wednesday, August 7th, and today, Monday the 12th, is the first day he's felt like he's had a 'normal' day, energy-wise. Until now he's been very tired in the afternoons, quite understandable after being under anesthesia.
We spent all day Saturday and about 5 hours Sunday in the car for our drive home. Thank goodness for books-on-CDs. We listened to Dan Brown's The Lost Symbol and Vince Flynn's Extreme Measures. They sure help the time go by! Dave wore compression hose (which were given to him in the hospital) since he would be sitting for so long, to help avoid blood clots.
He has two almost three-inch incisions, although they look much bigger and scarier to me. He has dissolvable sutures, and SteriStrips, which is the bandage (just a tape). You can see the blood underneath - yuck - why did I ever start out majoring in Nursing at UConn? He is not supposed to pull the SteriStrips off, as they are holding his skin together. They should fall off eventually. He had to wait 48 hours before taking a shower, and he could not wait to get into the shower when the time was up.
Dave has taken only one pain pill, and that was because I made him, on Wednesday night. He insisted he didn't need it, and I insisted it would be good for him to be able to sleep. My argument fell on deaf ears after that. He's feeling quite well, though of course his incision areas are tender. He said his chest feels somewhat 'heavy' this evening, and I'm thinking it should be another early-to-bed night for him.
Dave was out today, back to his care-giving for Sandy. He picked up her meds, made phone calls about her medical bills, stopped by to see her, and did a few other errands. I think he really deserves an early evening!
We are now awaiting results of the biopsies, though we will be extremely shocked if they do not come back negative. I will update this blog as soon as we hear anything.
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