From Regina & John
I had my first post-surgical doctor’s appointment with the plastic surgeon this afternoon. I was counting down the minutes until I could get over there and have Dr. D release me from the three drains that have been hanging off me since I left the hospital. They weren’t painful, just uncomfortable. The pain, I can deal with. The plastic mini-grenades with the tubing leading from me had to go. Now that they’ve been removed, I feel 100 times better. More like myself. I’ll feel even better tomorrow when I can finally take a shower. ‘Nuff said.
The pain is nothing like I expected it to be and I mention this only because this was one of my greatest fears. So far, so okay. I’d barely even call it pain, more like prickly discomfort. I describe it as a warm, burning sensation. When the nerves start to tingle, I know it’s time for another pain pill.
I’m looking forward to kicking them for good after the weekend and getting back to my painkiller of choice, a tasty craft beer with friends. 🙂