It's Sunday and surgery seemed to have gone good. All is done and here I sit two days post operative. Everything went by really fast. No time to have second doubts.

Check in at 11am. Called me in at 12, changed into gown, IV set and rolled me in to the op room by 12:35.

One big set back. I have cold symptoms that have made me struggle with pain a bit more. The coughing is annoying. But everytime phlem comes up I feel proud that I had the strengh to pull it out of my lungs.

I've been walking around the house. Although at the hospital I walked alot more. Even when I couldn't sleep. (like 2am) I would get up and walk around with my mom or nurse. I stayed a little over 23 hours. I would have stayed another night if they let me. But my doc said I was ready to go. I have 6 incisions. My port is on the middle left side. I haven't been hungry at all. But I've been sipping water to prevent any dehydration. I'm a bit scared of that happening to me. My sister, diana and my mom have been extremely supportive. I feel I'm babied, but it feels good. Mentally I know i have to try and be strong, cuz once they leave it's all up to me.

I'm so glad this piece of my journey is in the past. I feel proud to have overcome these past three days. I look forward to my new life. (my improved health):scared: