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2 Weeks Post BLA

It's OVER!  My surgery went great - my surgery was on Thursday and I got to come home on Saturday like I wanted to.  I've been home for about 10 days now and I'm starting to get bored.  I've lost 10.5 lbs in 13 days though!  So that's encouraging that I'm losing weight that fast while I spend my day in bed or on the couch.  

I have found it really hard to wake up in the mornings, I have been falling asleep around 1 or 2am and waking up around 8 or 9, when I take my medication and watch TV for a while, but the last few days I've been falling back asleep until 12 or 1 in the afternoon.  I am getting really exhausted after doing small things, like going to the hospital across the street for lab work or going to the store just to get out of the house with my mom.  I am VERY achy like I have the flu but that's all normal, even good signs that everything worked and my body is not making any cortisol.

I go for my first post-op appointment with the surgeon Friday, where he'll check all 7 of my incisions (2 of the 7 are very tiny, the rest vary from 1 inch to the biggest one which is 3 inches) and we'll found out any pathology results.  He said everything looked pretty normal so we're not expecting anything abnormal from those results.

It's such a relief to have the actual surgery behind me, knowing it was a sure thing.  I'm still on a relatively high dose of hydrocortisone so in a few weeks I'll start to wean down on that (which won't be fun from what I hear).  Thank you for all the cards, phone calls, texts, emails, facebook messages, visits, EVERYTHING. It means so much to have friends and family that care and are supporting me through this tough but exciting time!

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  1. SaberloweSeptember 16, 2010 at 3:18 AM

    I'm so happy that your surgery went so well, Danielle. And you've already lost 10lbs... whoah, awesome!

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