Over the past few days, my right side has gotten progressively more and more sore. First, it was just around where the drain was. That isn’t that abnormal…I do have a tube going deep into my side, and it is stitched in to keep it from getting yanked out. The opening gets sore, the stitches get sore…it is just part of the joy of a drain.
The pain spread slowly over the past couple days.
By the middle of yesterday, the pain had spread to my shoulder blade, my shoulder and my side. I was running a low-grade fever. As I type, it is INCREDIBLY painful to move my right arm at all. I also have a lump near my incision.
So, Dr. Gainer is concerned. She has asked me to come see her on Friday. We will likely have an ultrasound done because she suspects that I have some sort of fluid collection (despite the fact that I still have a drain) that is getting infected. The physician’s assistant said that increased fluid production can happen after trauma.
What trauma, you ask? Well, last week we took a shuttle van to the airport after our appointments at MD Anderson. On our way, a car ran a red light, and we t-boned them in the middle of an intersection.
(Sorry for the dark images. It was 4:45 am.)
Everyone in the shuttle walked away. Alan was sore for a couple days. I am still a little sore and had some seatbelt burn that is gone now. Basically, we were all lucky. The girls in the car seemed to be okay, but went to the hospital via ambulance to get checked out.
I hope that a fluid collection and little bit of an infection are all it is. My shoulder is so painfully sore, and I feel like the muscle in my shoulder blade is cramping. Like a charley horse in your shoulder blade. That seems weird to me if it is an infection under my arm and on my side.
That said, when I had an infection around my expander, I had a lot of pain in my sternum and ribs and felt a major tightness in my chest which made it hard to take a deep breath. So maybe it isn’t that abnormal that my shoulder hurts…the pain seems to spread, I guess.
So, I’m drugging up on pain meds and riding shotgun on the way to Houston tomorrow afternoon.
Nothing is simple, I swear.