Sleep

I finally slept for the first time in weeks. I shut myself in last night, woke up nearly 12 hours later. Oops...in pain, so I had 1/2 a pill.
I took a shower last night and hooray! the Bride of Frankenstein scars are gone! Instead, I have thin lines without even stitches. Oh, I am so happy. I honestly had been worried that I would have to sue to get my scars removed. They are gone!
I was thinking of having Ian create a tattoo design to hide the thin lines. What I want is like a spinning chakra design that goes around the breast. I have a scar at 6, 4 and 2 o'clock positions, so I thought the design could start with the root chakra at the 6 and move up to the crown chakra at the 12 o'clock.
I went to bed with wet hair and planned to wake up a few hours later to watch "Battlestar Gallatica" (only 4 more episodes!) I woke up with bizarro hair, but well rested for once.
The opiates keep me awake, the not being able to lie comfortably keeps me awake, the cats acting out because I am sick keeps me awake, my neighbor getting up at 5 am keeps me awake.
Tuesday at 8:45 I will get the pathology report and hope it will be good. The last time, I didn't worry because I felt if it's bad news, they usually call you immediately. But I had to wait a week for news of my last cancer, because the surgeon wanted to get several extra opinions. Phyllodes is a rare cancer, after all, and most doctors are anxious to deal with it. I honestly spend more time holding the doctor's hands and telling them that it's ok.