Last Thursday my husband reminded me that I have 4 weeks until my next surgery. I try not to think about it because my body is actually getting used to these foreign objects in my body. They don't seem quite as heavy or awkward as they used to (although they are still annoying at times) and my sleep has improved over the past 2 weeks. I am able to run, lift, workout, hug my kids, etc. and I'm starting to feel "normal" again. I cringe thinking that in a little less than 4 weeks, I will be sliced open again, have another recovery time (although it will be shorter), and some more healing for this body to do. I think once this whole process is over I deserve a nice vacation or a fun party! : )
I had a friend ask me, "Now that you know what this all entails, would you have done it?" Or something like that--it made sense when she asked it. I didn't hesitate with my answer (yes), but I did say I would have explored and researched the one-step a little more. Not that I would have definitely picked it, but after months of being uncomfortable and sleep deprived, the one-step procedure does sound tempting. I have been happy with how my body has healed so far and don't regret a thing. I know this was the right decision for ME and I'm happy I did it while I was healthy and young (ok, sort of young).
Little stories:
* Since I don't have feeling in my chest, I have a hard time knowing when my shirt slips down or hangs open (when I bend over). Luckily, I'm getting very good at always checking in. The other day I was pulling weeds in the back yard only to notice my shirt was hanging open as I was bending over...and this isn't a normal look for me. Luckily, I was in the back and no one saw. That would have been a sight to see for my neighbors who don't really like us. Ugh!
* I was watching this random movie one night, they had a mermaid sculpture on the top of the car (I told you it was strange) and I giggled because my chest looked just like the mermaids. So not only do I have a very modest Barbie chest, I now can say I have a mermaid chest, too. It keeps getting better and better!
Well, life has definitely been on the up and I feel good. I keep thanking God that I was able to do this surgery, recover quickly and be with my family through it all. I feel very blessed....even through the minor aches and pains.
