



Here Vanna, I mean Andy, displays his battle wound. He has 20 staples, I know, I zoomed the picture in and counted! I have a closer picture that I think is much better, but Andy said it was too gross, so here is the sen sored one for all of you. So let's get this straight, 1 plate, 6 screws, and 20 staples! It's all about the numbers and hardware for the men!
You can all rest, Andy made it in and out of surgery with no problems. His weeks of relaxation training really paid off and he said, "it wasn't that bad" His pain level is currently at the level it was when he arrived at the surgery center, but as the nurse said, "it is unrealistic to think he'll have no pain for awhile"

No it is not St. Nick laying a finger aside his nose, it is Andy shushing Sherie, again! The story of our lives and now it is a kodak moment.
Here's what it looked like last year.
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We were up early Sunday for a trip to Rochester to see Momma Mia, what a great show. Te kids had a blast and the cast was phenominal. I would encourage people to go, but that was their last night in Rochester. Go if you are ever anywhere it is! Those Sweds know how to write some great songs! Home that evening to massages. I was finally cleared for them again and it was like heaven. My boobs have been getting so much of the attention that the rest of my body was desperate for some of its own!
Woke to a sick Rex X. he said he felt nauseous and was warm, so he stayed home today. He watched the entire first season of pushing daisies. He seems to be on the mend now. Ruby is off at brownies right now and then her and I are off to martial arts, she got her yellow belt last week!
Andy got into see the specialist today, they had a cancellation. He put him through the ringer with shoulder movement and he is pretty sore and resting now. The verdict is this: he can do nothing and have this pain the rest of his life or have surgery and it should get better.(he said the doctor was realistic that there are always those that don't end up the way we want them too, but mostly they do) They actually have a surgery slot on New Years Eve(I thought he was kidding, but he is not). I guess it was a wise thing that he had already determined to not do the party. My big boy is scared of surgery, but he is also tired of the pain and the restrictions it has put on his life, so he is pulling up his big boy undies and going to have the surgery. I already gave him a book that a friend sent me on mindfulness/relaxation techniques specific to surgery. Now I just got to get him to read it! Thank godness it came with a DVD too cause he is a slow reader! So, guess it is also good I didn't but that new dress I saw the other day for new years.
Off to see how my patients are doing upstairs.
Sherie
I am a Lake Placid girl at heart and I like the snow! The holidays are just not the same without it! Let it Snow! but not enough for a school snow day though, that would ruin it! I like some alone snow time too.
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So my father in law sent me this image tonight. At first I thought him insensitive to my current boobless condition, but then I said, "maybe this is what Andy needs to accelerate his shoulder healing. Maybe he has been missing my girls so much that he hasn't been sleeping well and allowing his body to heal." So, if anyone sees this mattress go on sale, let me know cause I think it would be a great christmas present for Andy!
Happy Thanksgiving! How do you like our turkey?
So I had my Plastic Surgeon appointment today. I won part of the battle. I got to have 2 of the drains removed today. The other 2 were close, but no cigar. I guess I could have lied, but I would only be cheating myself and there's really no point in that! If my body still needs to drain, then drain away... I am through fighting you drains! It helped that the ones he took out were the 2 bigger ones, so the 2 smaller ones left are very managable and a good compromise.
So this is a Jackson Pratt Drain and it is the center of my world right now. I actually have four of this babies! two on each side. they have a few stitches securing them into my skin under each arm. Apparently there is about 4-6 inches of them inside me capturing all the extra fluid my body can't absorb on its own and it drains into those little granade bulbs which are all secure in my fanny pack to give me a hands free existance with them. I drain them two times a day and when each has less than 30cc's a day for 2 consecutives days then they get to come out. The Doc. said typically 2-3 weeks, but maybe I am the exception. Well he may not know it yet, but we all know it, I am the exception and they will be out at my next appointment on Wednesday! Too much information on this, I know, but Andy and the kids won't look and don't want to hear it either and honestly, I don't want you all to think just cause I look great that this is a walk in the park, there are a lot of sucky parts to deal with and this happens to be one of them. So if you see me out with my styling black fanny pack on my waist, no I am not a european tourist, I am just draining and maybe I will bring the fanny pack back. I am going to see if my sister will let me borrow her bedazzler, she really has one, to make the fanny pack a bit prettier!
So today was my first time leaving the house. I had a follow up with my Plastic Surgeon. Grandpa came to watch the kiddies as they were off school for Veterans Day and my Mom took me to the appointment. Andy had a weekly meeting he couldn't miss.
This is a picture Andy took of me during my brief hospital stay, I don't know why they didn't want me to stay longer. I tried to look my best, I did everything myself and never buzzed for the nurses, I counselled the patient in the bed next to me, and I helped the head nurse with her patient assignments for the aides. 
(Thursday 11-6)