If you aren't familiar with a double mastectomy with reconstruction allow me to give you an introduction.
The best thing about me had a very aggressive cancer in her right breast. She chose to have a double mastectomy, bilateral, because she didn't want to live with the threat of the cancer coming back to the left breast if she left it intact.
The cancer surgeon went in and removed all of the breast tissue in each breast. Prior to surgery we were told by the oncologist that we were dealing with a stage 2B cancer because of its size, 6.5 cm, and that there was no lymph nodes involved.
Surgery revealed the sentinel lymph nodes, two closest to the cancer, had cancer. So the surgeon went into the armpit and removed two more lymph nodes. Those two lymph nodes will inform us if the cancer had traveled to all the lymph nodes. We won't know the results of the pathology of the cancer that was in the breast and the lymph nodes for at the earliest a couple of more days.
After the cancer surgeon was finished removing the breast tissue, lymph nodes, and installing a port over her left breast the plastic surgeon who will do the reconstruction took over. He installed breast expanders. Breast expanders are temporary units that allow the plastic surgeon to resize the breast over time. When the breast are at the desired size (my wife wants her clothes to fit just like they did before surgery). If radiation is required then afterwards the final implants will replace the expanders. The oncologist told us there would not be any radiation, just chemo.
The plastic surgeon also installed four drains. Drains are plastic lines that go to plastic bulbs that draw out fluids from the breast cavity during healing. We have to empty the bulbs twice a day. I call them her M17's, anyone who served in Nam will know what I'm talking about, hand grenades. In the hospital she wore a gown with a large pocket to hold the M17s. Best thing about me didn't want to pay the $58.00 for the custom blouse that is available. "Too much" she said. So I went to Home Depot and bought a nail apron. She thinks it is perfect, that it is the best idea ever.
She was operated on last Wednesday, this is Monday night. She came home Friday. It looks like tomorrow I will be able to sneak out and do some stuff and she will be fine here on her own. Everyone is surprised how well she is doing. I'm not, best thing about isn't just a play on words, it's a statement of facts.