The surgery experience and recovery really does warrant a post of it's own, so keep your eyes peeled!
Nor did I want an implant as I know these require replacement in the future and whilst still facing more breast surgery in 2018 I would REALLY like that to be it!
Unfortunately I ended up with a seroma a few days later around the stomach wound and had a petrifying experience when I had been discharged, was walking out of the hospital to the car and the wound literally burst open and was pumping out blood and fluid EVERYWHERE. Soaking through clothing and bedding, necessitating a very fast readmittance and wearing this lovely collection bag for a while :-/
It needed to be dressed at first, along with Noob every other day. You can see here, how even in 2 days they got soaked through and I had to patch them up to stop blood and fluid leaking onto my clothes.
Unbelievably I didn't qualify for anyone to come and do it at home as I wasn't 'housebound'. Despite the fact I was struggling with the fitting on my prosthesis and in agony with the other leg, been cut from hip to hip and had a mastectomy....
I was unable to drive myself to St James' for these dressing changes at first as the appointment took about an hour and it was extremely painful to have the wounds redressed. It also made me feel quite sick. Thankfully for most part friends and family took me. My best friend since school, Lorna, who by her own admission is squeamish, was thankfully with me AND stayed in the room, on probably the worst occasion. It was agony as the dressings had stuck to the graft site and had to be soaked off. Not only that we sadly encountered the most horrible, cruel Nurse I've ever had the misfortune to be treated by. And yes I did later complain and never had to see her again. Which meant on the whole I had appointments with Lynne in the breast dressings clinic. I became very fond of her and she couldn't be have been kinder.