Before watching Therese go through a bilateral mastectomy, all I knew about the surgery was that it involved breast tissue removal. I had no idea where the incisions would be, how much tissue would be removed, whether or not the nipple could be spared, what reconstruction options were available, etc. The part I knew the least about was the recovery process, despite knowing several people who’ve had mastectomies, such as my grandpa, uncle, aunt, moms of friends, and bestie Angie J.
A week or so before Therese’s surgery, I asked her about the recovery process so I could make her a care package. Her characteristically detailed, well-informed response described a significantly longer and more painful process than I had previously envisioned. Surprised and concerned, I immediately forwarded her response to several female friends (#schuester), all of whom had a response similar to mine: “Holy shit! This is a big deal!” Male friends were even more in the dark (sorry gentlemen, it’s true). So, I thought it was a great idea when Therese said she wanted to use her experience to spread awareness and help other mastectomy candidates and/or patients get through this arduous and emotional process. Just when I didn’t think she could get any braver, Therese informed me that I had the green light to post whatever pictures would be helpful/informative, no matter how unflattering.
One blog post cannot cover all that she is going through physically and mentally, so I thought I’d try to attack what I can in multiple focused segments. I have to start with the most patently inhibiting and uncomfortable part of her recovery: the “Jackson Pratt” drains (4) sutured into her chest wall for the purpose of removing fluid from the newly-made cavities in her chest. Each drain consists of a grenade-sized collection bag with a long tube coming out of the top. The tubes are no joke; each has a diameter roughly that of a colored pencil. Each tube extends from the inside of the newly-made cavities in her chest through one of the incisions to its respective bag hanging at her side. A significant portion of the tube is positioned under her skin (see below). It goes up under her arm and snakes around the chest area where breast tissue was removed. Every 6-8 hours the tubes have to be massaged to move any clots down the tube, away from the wound and into the bags, to maintain patency. The bags must then be opened, emptied (see video below) into a waste container and measured. Therese says this process is somewhat painful, but mostly just uncomfortable because she can feel the suction pressure under her skin.
Though Therese insists that “it’s not that bad,” it looks pretty darn disgusting and painful. Right now she’s wearing a vest specifically made to hold the drain bags. She was fitted for several of these vests weeks before her surgery. The vest opens from the front and has velcro-fastened, interior elastic pockets to hold the bags. Because the tubes extend through the incisions, she can’t get her chest wet (and thus can’t shower) and she can’t raise her arms.
Asked if this is still worth it, she answers “definitely.”








