. . .  but I don't know how!  Yesterday was such a long day of waiting.  Waiting to go to nuclear medicine (2 hours), waiting for the  mapping x-rays (from the radioactive injection) (1.5 hours), waiting to get called down to surgery holding area (2.5 hours), and waiting for my surgeon who was held up on another procedure (1.5 hours).  When he asked if I was ready to go, I asked if it would be okay if I waited just a little longer.  At least I got a chuckle out of the man - not always an easy accomplishment.   He happens to be great at what he does.  In fact I read an article about the Neoprobe device he used like a geiger counter to track the radioactive fluid to sentinel lymph nodes.  He was one of the first and one of only a few in the area to use this device and perform this procedure.  This was comforting to find out since the guidelines insist that a skilled and practiced surgeon complete this procedure.
 
The bottom line from the twelve hour day is that the surgery went well.  He removed two lymph nodes and inserted the groshong.  My pain is completely manageable and I get to watch all the television I can handle (which may already be at max capacity).  Family, friends, and co-workers  have been so supportive and caring.  I have lovely flowers cheering me up (perhaps some of the most beautiful I have ever received!) and my sister is taking great care of me. 
 
Next on my itinerary is chemo class at the oncologist's office on Wednesday afternoon and follow-up with my surgeon on Thursday (lymph node biopsy results at this appointment).  Oh yes -- and resting!  Back to the couch . . .