Took my last percocet at 2:00 AM...I've slowy tapered off. Today is 4 weeks out from my lung surgery. I still feel badly bruised...being 60, I think it takes longer for nerves and muscles to heal. My incicision still looks pretty wicked and wearing a bra feels like torture. At home I go braless but when out in public, I will wear one.
Riding in a car, I still hold a pillow to my chest...still feel every bump. I plan on starting to drive by this weekend. Hoping, I will be able to manage the pain with Excedrin....we'll see.
Today, I see my pulmonologist...it is a 75 mile trip one way...that should be a good test of my pain level. I will get a chest X-ray and find out how often, I will need to be scanned to see if there is any cancer reacurrence. I consider myself to be cured, but know that it is not unusual for adenocarcinoma to return to the original site or a distant one....even if there was no lymph node involvement. I know it is out of my hands and try not to even think about it. My goal is to get through everyday with a smile and to be grateful for all the blessings in my life.
I'm able to walk one loop around our mall and have been doing my breathing exercises daily. I still experiance becoming short of breath on occasion, but hoping in time my breathing capacity will get better...to me, it is still a miracle that the cancer was caught when it was and by removing the lower lobe of my lung, I have the chance to live.
Thanks for listening, my friends...you are great!!!
Hugs, Robin