Recovering...Again..

Ugh.  That's how I feel about recovering..AGAIN.  I don't do well with not being independent, and the more I do it, the less patience I have for it.  Also, I really did not anticipate how much pain I was going to be in on my reduction side.  My implant side instantly felt better because it wasn't hard as a rock, but was still sore.  I can handle sore.  My reduction and lift side?! HOLY CRAP!  Talk about feeling like you got hit by a truck! No fun. 

On Thursday, I had an appointment with my PS to check on everything.  I did NOT feel like going, but put on my zip up hoodie and shuffled my way in there.  My PA came in, took off the surgical bra, removed all of the gauze and lit up.  She smiled, clapped, and kept gushing that "they look SO good!"  She asked if I thought they looked good.  I just looked at her - A) I have not ventured to look at them yet and B) You are an expert - if you are excited, I am excited.  She told me she was so excited for me, and I take that as a win.  Jay later said how it was as if she was the one with the new boobs.  Lol, gotta love her.

I still wasn't in the mood to look, so I didn't ask for the mirror.  On the way home, while telling Jay I felt like a semi truck had hit me in the chest, he told me that my reduction/lift side looked like I had attempted to stop a truck with my boob.  Yep..sounds about right.

The next day, when it was time to shower I caught a glimpse of that side in the mirror and wanted to throw up.  It was swollen and every.single.color.of.the.rainbow.  Who knew one could bruise in so many colors?!  The steri strip tape covering my incisions was all over.  My incision is an in the shape of an anchor - around my nipple, straight down, and then underneath the entire boob.  The left side of the bottom incision is halfway to my armpit.  I also had a decent size blood blister that doesn't make for easy viewing either.  Once again, I had to remind myself that it is only temporary.

Being that Christmas fell during my recovery (thankfully because I do not think that my original plan of a week and a half off (when my PS told me at least 2 full weeks) would have been enough) we visited family.  Even days off just being up and running a few errands really exhausted me.  I stopped the pain meds after about a week, but was still uncomfortable and occasionally had spasms that would stop me in my tracks.

After Christmas, I had yet another appointment with my PA.  She was still very complimentary about how everything looked and was still excited for me.  She then said she was going to help some of the steri strips come off, and then proceeded to take them all off.  Shockingly, once she took off the steri strips, my incisions looked less scary.  Don't get me wrong, they still aren't beautiful, but they did not look as bad as I had envisioned.

She prescribed me a cream that is usually used on burn victims for the area were my blood blister was, and then told me I had to come back to get the few non dissolvable stitches removed.  Oh joy!