That's right, blueberry pee. And it is referring to what you are probably thinking: my pee is blue from the dye I was injected with during my surgery. See all the fun I am having? LOL. So surgery went well: they had to cut a larger margin since there were two new growth spots. Needless to say I feel mutilated. I also have an area about 2 inches in my underarm area where they did a lymph node biopsy, but they may have taken some of the nodes as well. But let me clarify: I'm on some serious drugs so everything is just a haze. Which is awesome since the pain is merely there but the dreams are freaky. I have dreams about water and trains and my boobs....
So as I'm just starting to come out from anesthesia, I was being wheeled back to my room. I'm under a white blanket, my mind just starting to wake up, but my body too heavy yet. Anyway, there were 2 nurses wheeling me on my gurney and they were talking softly to each other "She didn't say anything about family.." "No, she didn't. Does she have any family? Who do we contact?" All I could think was that some poor unsuspecting would walking by would be looking for my toe tag...
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