Yesterday's nap was too long - trouble getting to sleep last night, but no real pain.
Took off the compression (ACE) bandage this afternoon after I finally found the post-surgery instructions. Then they say in #3 to take it off and also the dressing when I shower. Oops. I'm not putting it on again right now.
I'm not anxious to see how I look yet under the dressing. Taking off the bandage I could see I'm smaller on that size now. Then after shower, supposed to put Ace bandage back on for another 24 hours. Okay.
I haven't had any real pain. My high pain threshold is a blessing, since most pain meds make me nauseous, sometimes very nauseous. I feel sorry for the women who are taking all the high-powered post-op meds.
Taking this sweatshirt off will not be much fun since tendinitis is in this equation as well as the incision.
Surgeon told me I would get the results from pathologist in a few days, but on the phone he told my daughter it could take until my 2-week appointment with him. (Despite seven years working for a malpractice insurance company, I suddenly have a mental block when I try to say or write "pathologist" or "pathology.")
There were so many written cautions about the anesthesia lingering, that I didn't even want to venture out alone for my exercise walk today.
Yesterday I think they gave me some kind of pre-op sedative. I don't remember even going to the procedure room.
There are moments when I feel detached from this - as though it's happening to someone else. I wonder if other women have had this feeling? Maybe because I just don't want it to be real.
Yes, it could be worse. It could also be better.
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