Lost Days

Wow, I've been so out of it. Everything seems tougher this time. I basically remember nothing about Monday getting the "margarita cocktail" from the anesthesiologist. It didn't take effect quite as quickly as before because I remember them wheeling the gurney towards the OR. After that everything is pretty much a blank until early Tuesday morning when one of the nurses removed my foley catheter and unhooked me from the IV. Right after she left I had to call her back because I felt like I was laying in a puddle. It turns out that my ice bag had leaked all over the bed. Since I felt incapable of getting out of bed they had to change the linens by rolling me first to one side and then to the other. This really hurt! I vaguely remember filling out my breakfast request. It was hard to do anything but sleep. I don't remember it being this difficult last time.

My new boobs look huge and they are way too high. I feel like I have over inflated balloons stuck to my chest. My right side is very sore and shows moderate bruising. Almost all movement is painful.

I've hardly gotten a good look at my clit and vagina but what I've seen looks like raw meat, all dark and bruised. Luckily I'm not feeling much pain from down there.

Mt appetite is slowly returning. I hardly ate any breakfast but I did a pretty good job on lunch