Day 4 of recovery.
Warning — this gets a little gross.
Graphic description ahead. You’ve been warned.
You know when someone says ‘smell this’ and you know it’s going to be bad? Or when you’re about to watch something horrible and you kind of cover your eyes but you still peek out? Yes, of course you know. Because you do actually smell it or look at it against your better judgement, and then instantly regret it, but you just couldn’t help yourself.
I had to see what was below the bandages. HAD TO. So I did, and what I saw made me say to myself with dismay, ‘now, did you really need to see that? Really?!?’. Ick.
Frankenboobs. That is the best description. It’s all dark squiggly seams and blood and tape. And oozy patches of green and yellow. Uch. Buuut, still no pain! Yay!
Last couple days have turned a corner. Went to doc to get the bandages off yesterday. I couldn’t look but she said they look great. No bruising, no serious bleeding and the ‘drainage’ was normal. So now it’s just a bunch of gauze under a sports bra and the weird halter thing to hold all the goods in a neat little package. Great.
However, inquiring minds want to know. Right? So I start playing around with it. Trying to see something. ANYTHING that might resemble a pair of newly lessened boobs. I actually got to see the beginning of a new and lovely relationship….still had the same shape but just so much LESS of them. Hooray!
What I wasn’t expecting was the gory details. Eep. I’m not good at that stuff. I was treated to a lot more incision lines than I thought. The whole underside and the tops look like a relief map of Switzerland. Lines all over the place surrounded by gross. They’re all taped up, I can only see them vaguely, but it looks a bit like a war zone. But what did I expect? Rainbows and unicorns?! Hell no! No time to be weak now, Ferris! Power through! And I did. It got easier to look at but jeez…it’s a bit of a shock when it’s your body you’re looking at and it doesn’t look anything like you remember it.
Doc said there would be a bunch of drainage…and there is. Who knew your body could MAKE that many colors? Every color of green and yellow is coming out of all angles of my front half. Apparently it’s normal. Nothing ridiculous but it’s rather weird to see. And again, gross. Did I mention that it smells creepy? YICK.
Big new experience in the last 24 hours is the itch. Goodgawd somebody loofa my chest with sandpaper! Feels like mosquito bites everywhere. Non-stop. Took a couple benadryls and that helped but holy jeeesus. Wasn’t expecting that.
Doc said this is the most important time for healing. HAVE TO take it easy. Went for a walk and I might have overdone it. Bad move. Have to be prepared to lie around, bored out of your mind and do nothing. Ugh. That is becoming the hard part now, but it is so important. Otherwise, it disrupts the healing and you scar more.
Wanna hear something funny? (And a bit graphic…but if you’ve made it this far, you can handle it) One nipple is totally ‘asleep’ and one is totally ‘at attention’! I hope it doesn’t stay that way because it looks ridiculous! Haha. Really silly! And they are both completely numb. No feeling at all. I have heard that it is going to take a couple months for the feeling to come back. Oh well.
Ok. That’s enough graphic description of my private parts for now.
I’m thrilled I had it done. No regrets. The pain is not nearly as bad as I expected and the final product is going to be wonderful. I’m achey and uncomfortable and will be for a while, but I can live with that knowing that the outcome is a life changer. I have spoken with many women who have had it done and they all say it’s the best thing they’ve ever had done. I can understand why.
Back at doc’s in 10 days. We take the tape off and have a good look at these little beasts. I’ll let you know how it goes.