Tomorrow marks one week since my last surgery as part of the reconstructive process. I was told not to get my bandages wet, not to shower or bathe… to do sponge baths. In short, I STINK! Okay, I probably am exaggerating that a bit, considering I have not been exerting energy into much other than rest, and I have been doing “sponge baths” everytime I walk into the bathroom! But I REALLY miss my showers and once or sometimes twice a week leisurely luxury bubble baths. In fact, I even wrote to Hallmark today suggesting that they start carrying cards “Missing You” specific to bath tubs! Hey now, they capitalize on everything else, why not this?
The surgery went well, though it was a little more involved than I expected. Either that or I had unrealistic expectations of myself. The later probably being more realistic. I forget that I am almost 50, that I do not bounce back like I used to, and not only that, the surgery I had was invasive. This makes a difference. Why do I continue to expect so much more of myself than I ever would anyone else?
I will be frank with you, I gave myself 4 days in between surgery and starting to work again, and I really thought I would be painting, beading, and having fun! I REALLY DID! That was not the case. Though this was not nearly as bad as the mastectomies, it was much harder and more painful than the exchange surgery. The good news is, this is behind me and this should be my LAST surgery!!!!! Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray! Hip Hip Hooray!!!!!
I have been fortunate to have family and friends who volunteer their services, and check in to see how I’m doing. Never ever underestimate the power of letting someone know you are thinking of them! It means a lot to me, so I know it means much to others. If you are wondering if there is anything you can get for me or do for me? SOAP! Water! A hot bath! I stink!
Thank you all for your good thoughts and prayers. I am doing well, and I hope you are too. Thursday I will be going to Boston to get these bandages off, have my post operative exam with my plastic surgeon and meet with my surgical oncologist for my annual exam. It’s a pretty safe bet that upon returning home I will be taking a very LONG HOT shower!