I'm Home and Recovering

So, I had surgery on Monday, August 31; one radical mastectomy and 1 simple mastectomy. I don't remember anything about Monday, or Tuesday, really, except that I had to walk a little bit and Fr. Frank stopped by to see me. Wednesday a.m. I asked when I could go home. A few minutes later I was told I could leave that day so I called David and told him to come and pick me up. Since then, I've been mostly resting. David, bless his heart, has been tending to all of my needs...pain pills (the number of pills he gives me is based on how great the pain is), my anti anxiety and anti depressents, and my drains. The drains are a pita; two tubes coming out of each surical site, ending in what appear to be clear blood pressure bulb type thingies. He charts everything, and I'm sure the surgon, when we see him on the 14th will be glad for that. There are things I want to say, but I'm just too tired. I will leave it at that. Blessings!