Week follow up

[threeplusfire]

So we drove to San Antonio. It's warm and the traffic wasn't too bad.

The doctor seems very pleased with my progress. I like the way he smiles. They clipped out most of my stitches, except some under some scabs they didn't want to disturb. The really hard part was pulling out the surgical drains. That was fucking horrible. I've done some weird stuff and had some painful accidents and had kinky sex and been hospitalized. but nothing can touch the absurd, horrible feeling of someone pulling those damn things out of your body. I screamed. I really did scream. Twice. But the relief afterwards? AMAZING. Probably 75% of my discomfort and pain gone after that.

I'm still stiff and sore and can't really do anything - no lifting, etc. Probably no driving until I'm off these drugs. Finish my vitamins and stuff.

My minecraft friend is DJing a set of psy-trance for me in celebration and I'm having a beer. Shiner Ruby Redbird is back on the shelves. Everything is good and nothing hurts and I love my friends.

Comments

[in-thy-bounty.livejournal.com]

I am squirming in my seat at the thought of drain removal. Well done, another stage cleared!

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

It's just weird. Like, as a medical invention, they are awesome and good for you I suppose. But as a thing attached to you for a week, they are a right royal pain.