Surgery

I had my surgery to remove the melanoma on my leg. Covid cases have spiked so I was more nervous about my Covid test than I was for the surgery. Of course my Covid test results didn’t come in until the last possible second so it wasn’t until 4:58am, the morning of my surgery, that I found out the surgery would happen as scheduled. 

I had two great surgeons working on me.  One to remove the cancer and the other to do the plastic surgery. The cancer part only took a couple hours but I was in the OR for seven hours. I have a feeling my leg is going to look terrible regardless of the hours they spent on reconstruction. 

Now I’m home, taking lots of pain killers, and trying not to move my body. Laura is flying here on Monday and will stay for the week to take care of things. Thank Heaven for sisters!

I’ve got a boot on my leg so I can walk (which hurts too much so I’m using Marcus’s crutches) and I’m hooked up to this little vacuum pack thing that puts negative pressure on my wound that’s supposed to help skin grafts heal better. All I know is it’s annoying!