I went for my first annual mammogram yesterday and a couple of ultrasounds, thankfully, results were all good. However, the radiographer asked me who did my surgery. Last May! Also, how do I manage to sleep.
I’m still waiting for second surgery, called revision, to sort out what the original surgeon had messed up, leaving me with over a four inch sensitive protrusion to the edge of what was my breast and under my armpit. It is painful at times and has left me unable to wear a bra because it hurts, and only able to lie flat on my back to sleep. Also a frozen shoulder.
One thing the radiographer said though, made me so happy. The original surgeon has been “kicked out”. I don’t know how many other women had to suffer this particular locum surgeon’s appalling lack of care or skill, but so happy he is no longer working at my local hospital.
The main reason I’m waiting so long is to recover from chemo and radiotherapy. A new surgeon said she wanted to wait 6 months from the end of radiotherapy to allow the body to heal.
How odd to combine the joy from a clear mammogram with the news of a surgeons removal. The radiographer said the hospital prides themselves on having good teams and some of the best oncoplastic breast consultants. I feel I’ve got through the scariest and toughest of treatments and good for the future.