...it's been a while. it's taken me a while to get used to everything. to figure out my new body.
the reveal?
last thursday i went to my post-op appt with dr. simonds. he unwrapped all the bandages. said everything looked fine. said i could really do whatever i wanted except put my arms above my head. he suggested alternating percocet with extra strength tylenol. and said he'd set another appointment in 6-8 weeks. and in about 6-12 months - once the implants "fall" and once we know i'm satisfied, we will start talking about the nipple. which...i actually don't want to talk about because he said, most commonly, he cuts half of the other nipple off and uses it on the new boob. AH!
anyway. so. i had a hard time with the reveal. i had been spending months and months looking at every woman's boobs that i passed on the street. researching online. bad celebrity boob jobs. etc. it was an obsession...and so when dr. simonds took off all the bandages i was seriously expecting for some beautiful boobalicious boobs to pop out. but...i had forgotten a lot of things. i had forgotten about scars, surgical tape, pain, AND that everyone has told me not to judge the new boobs for 4-6 months until they have properly "fallen" into place.
so i'm waiting for that to happen.
i still have the ace bandage on to help the implants fall downward. i'll have the bandage on for another 3 weeks to encourage the implants down. odd that most women want their boobs to stay up and never fall.
otherwise, i'm doing fine. not too much pain as long as i keep things minimal and slow. SO much better than february's surgery. and i'm SO grateful for that. i'm also grateful for my mom. she's been cooking, cleaning, walking kitty, cleaning out closets, scrubbing the bathtub, offering me coffee in bed, and keeping me company. she leaves within the next few days. ... how boring. what will i do then?
well...maybe what i'll do is drive around the state of california.
i'm in the process of getting a new car. to go with my new boobs.
finally, finally, finally my shitty road is coming to a real end.
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
-Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi 1207-1273, written in 1230
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