I haven’t mustered up the energy to brush my hair yet today, I’ve been living in a fuzzy robe that has meatloaf stains on it from three nights ago, and I spent 6 hours binge watching Emily in Paris on Netflix. Oh wait, that’s not any different than what most Sunday’s look like around here.
In my defense, they did say not to do laundry for a few weeks because it might be a little too strenuous, so technically I’m blaming my meatloaf stained robe on my husband’s lack of laundry doing while I am in recovery mode. Are you reading this, honey?
Anyway, I feel good. I really do. I can’t believe that tomorrow marks 2 weeks post-op. I’m feeling way better than I thought I would be feeling. I had some important milestones this week. I was able to remove both drain tubes. Shoutout to the hubs for taking them out at home and saving us a trip to the doctor. If they ever tell you you “have” to go in to get those bad boys out, just ask if you can do it at home. It was actually super easy and only mildly uncomfortable as I felt like a snake was slithering out of my body.
I also took my surgical bra off and was pleasantly surprised. My “foobs” sort of resemble boobs. I’ll put it this way, as I started to take off the surgical bra for the first time, I was fully prepared for a total melt down due to what I was about to see. Once I got past the swollen, bruised, lumpiness of them, it was more of a “huh, kinda still looks like my boobs.”
I’ll preface that I am extremely lucky because they were able to spare my nipples. Heyy-ooo! So that helps make it look a little bit more like “me.” They were also able to fill my expanders with a little bit of air, so I don’t have a totally flat chest right now. That helps too!
All in all, the last two weeks were challenging, but I’m excited to be feeling like myself again. I’m looking forward to the next phase in the process – reconstruction.
Here’s to hoping the rest of the process goes as smoothly as the first 2 weeks!