So nobody told me the old blood from the hematoma had to come out eventually. There I was, chatting up a storm with my mother when I heard it "Mike your bleeding!". I look down as two streams of darkened blood ran down my chest.
I went to the local hospital, knowing it wouldn't treat me due to the surgery being performed at a different hospital. I waited about two hours and decided to go back home. Honestly with Swine Flu going around, and seeing people with masks, frightened me a bit.
The next day it was bleeding yet again. This time I went to the original hospital that did the surgery. I was told it was completely normal and would last about 24 hours. A new dressing was placed on my neck and I went home.
At 3:30pm today I go to my doctor to find out if pathology thinks it was Cancer. If it is, or if it's not; I have no intentions of more surgery. As far as I'm concerned, when the stitches come out, I'll continue my life, however long it may be, until it is finished.
By the way, to anyone interested, you don't need to take a Thyroid hormone as long as you still have half your Thyroid intact and functioning properly.
Have a nice day,