Jenna's back in the operating room for her sentinel node removal. They'll be sent to pathology and we'll know something probably Monday. I got to go back with her into the pre-op area where ordered chaos would be the best description. Dr. Cross (the oncological surgeon) came by and talked to us briefly to make sure we didn't have any questions. Of course Jenna and I have read everything about this surgery so we're pretty informed.
The most comical part was when I was taken back to pre-op to be at her side until she was taken to surgery and Jenna informed me they did a pregnancy test. Dr. Cross warned us several weeks ago that Jenna cannot get pregnant during this time because it will severely limit her treatment options and she's not allowed to take birth control now. More than that, Noah has really been doing a great audition to be an only child. Needless to say, we've been very careful. But for some strange, bizzare reason while we were waiting for the results I was as nervous as I've ever been in my life. All I could say was, "We're not pregnant, we can't be pregnant, dear God please don't be pregnant, for the love of all that's holy tell me your not pregnant!!!" This continued for about 10 minutes before a nurse came in and said she was starting Jenna's antibiotic. Jenna asked "That means I'm not pregnant right?" She said "That's right." The nurse must not have understood what I had been going through because I was expected someone to come in and say "Congratulations, you're not pregnant!" or "We regret to inform you..." But to come in so blase´ she obviously hasn't been on the other side of that curtain before.
I'll let you guys know when Jenna's out of surgery and is doing well.
The most comical part was when I was taken back to pre-op to be at her side until she was taken to surgery and Jenna informed me they did a pregnancy test. Dr. Cross warned us several weeks ago that Jenna cannot get pregnant during this time because it will severely limit her treatment options and she's not allowed to take birth control now. More than that, Noah has really been doing a great audition to be an only child. Needless to say, we've been very careful. But for some strange, bizzare reason while we were waiting for the results I was as nervous as I've ever been in my life. All I could say was, "We're not pregnant, we can't be pregnant, dear God please don't be pregnant, for the love of all that's holy tell me your not pregnant!!!" This continued for about 10 minutes before a nurse came in and said she was starting Jenna's antibiotic. Jenna asked "That means I'm not pregnant right?" She said "That's right." The nurse must not have understood what I had been going through because I was expected someone to come in and say "Congratulations, you're not pregnant!" or "We regret to inform you..." But to come in so blase´ she obviously hasn't been on the other side of that curtain before.
I'll let you guys know when Jenna's out of surgery and is doing well.
