My therapist emailed to check on me and see if I was ready to resume therapy. Not a chance. Every bit of energy I've got right now is going towards rest and healing. Maybe in a few more weeks when we're not still doing twice a day dressing changes. (And oh yeah, i made an appointment with the wound care clinic. Their first available appointment for an open surgical wound that was infected? The end of next month. Anything happen before then? Go to the emergency room.
Welcome to the American healthcare system.)
The surgeon sent the pathology report. Everything is fine, thankfully. She removed just under 16 pounds. I can breathe more easily and move around more easily. It's a huge change.
Otherwise the healing process rolls on, on its own schedule apparently. That means minimal physical activity besides walking, not raising my arms above my head, not lifting anything above 10 pounds.
I'm not going to have that bikini ready body by summer probably. We're all just going to have to live with that disappointment, is what I'm saying to you.
2 comments:
In solidarity, I too will not have a bikini-ready body for summer.
I hope things start getting less painful sooner rather than later.
Thanks, Helen! We have to stick together!
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