I have healed and recovered in leaps and bounds since my unexpected trip to the OR. Every milestone has been celebrated by a modified happy dance on my part…even my left arm is feeling so much better.
But now I have to deal with the itching, oh the infernal itching. It’s not my skin, it’s just under my skin, and maybe internal (I don’t know…can you itch internally? I know there aren’t really a ton of pain receptors internally, but what about itch receptors? (I know they don’t really exist, but what the hell else would you call them?)
Oh, and let’s not forget that my pants don’t fit. Granted, I had gained 10+ pounds post-op, all of which have been disposed of. But, that doesn’t mean I’ve gotten rid of the weight I gained while I was pregnant plus the weight I gained after I got married. Part of not being able to wear my pants is because things ARE still swollen. I mean, while my bruising isn’t quite the work of art it used to be, it’s still present and accounted for. So, I just ordered some capris from Old Navy that I’m hoping will get me through the summer. I have great intentions of actually USING the gym at school since I’ll be there 4 days a week for class any way.
Re-joining Weight Watchers probably isn’t in the cards right now due to cost, but I have all the materials and the know-how to get it done. Time to step it up (and actually buy myself a scale for here at home…yikes!)