Another weekend in the hole

Well its Saturday morning, 1 month 1 day since being in here. Lets see whats new. If you follow me on FB you know that they sprung another surgery on my yesterday. My sternum had moved yet again. Which meant they had to go back in....boooo. So least to say yesterday was another emotional roller coaster. I know it was nothing serious but still ended up breaking down. Guess like I said previous its a good way to shed that extra liquid but I can think of better ways then in tears :( So the morning started ok, breakfast came and dug in to eat. Then the Dr showed up and told me the news. That they had noticed it from the x ray the evening before yet had seemed to miss it in the afternoon x ray of thought there was something there so that's why I had another one in the evening. So after he was done and I was done tearing up a storm yet again...yah seems to be routine now sadly. I got a hold of my mom. She scrambled to get a hold of my best friend Dan to see if he could drive her down as she has no drivers lic. Finally got a hold of him and plans were set. They gave me no definite time for afternoon procedure. They said it could be anytime and that they were gonna move around the schedule to fit me in. The porter came to pick me up around 12 to take me down. I was going crazy I had no idea where my mom and friend were. I went down to the holding area where I sat there for 2 1/2 hours before going in. Luckily I got the nurse to call up to the floor here and to advise to send my mom down when she got here. They showed up about 30 minutes before I went in which was nice and what I needed instead of just sitting there with stuff running thru my mind, not a good thing I think.
I was wheeled into the OR where they started preping me. And me being me trying to be funny and keep my sense of humor, offering my help to hold anything they need during the procedure. I never got so many laughs and was told that was the first time anyone had ever said that. Although clearly id be completely useless once I was under.
I woke up just after 5 in recovery where I sat there trying to suck on ice chips to moisten my mouth yet again. While I was under they also preformed another Bronchosopy so so far I have had 3. And seeing as Ive heard nothing back must all be good with no signs of rejection YAY! That's the kinda news I like to hear.
So what had happened is the top of the sternum lock the screws had come loose due to weak bone from some osteoprosis, another lovely cf charastic due to the melabsorbtion that we face with. So they were gonna put some larger screws then wrap everything up with wire so nothing should move now. If it does I will have to get the superman logo tattooed on my chest lmao. I have been their first case that have had so much problems with the sternum fixation. Like I say its the Edwards luck.
I was in alot more pain the normal after,which I don't know means they did a better job?
I had read awhile back and there is actual scientific proof that some recipients will pick up certain character from their donor, weather food wise or athletic stuff, or really anything that they would have never dreamed or seemed themselves ever wanting to do if they had not gotten a transplant. So with this in the back of my mind I asked my mom if its just the hospital stress that is doing it or was my donor a very emotional person that was not afraid to show their feelings. Why I say this is ever since I have become very sensitive to things happening or happened to me resulting in tear fests lol. I guess I will only know for sure after I get out of the hospital.
Well I think that's about it, hopefully the weekend flys by, the drainage tubes slow right down and I can get outta here sometime next week. They already seem not too be draining as much which is a good sign.
And besides I'm gonna try and catch another nap seeing as its almost 4:45 in the morning and I've been awake since 4am and didn't really get to sleep till after 1:30 :(