September 6, 2023

I have a spot on my tummy incision that my doctor’s office thinks could be a spitting suture. I thought the nurse misspelled “splitting” but after a google search, I discovered it means a stitch coming to the surface. I’ve been instructed to use warm compresses and antibiotic ointment on it. I’m thankful it’s not actually splitting. I got real nervous for a second visualizing a gaping wound. In fact, most of my incisions are mostly healed. There are some big scabs on my breasts that are still hanging on, but I’ve done really well not picking at anything. And since I’m forbidden from using lotion or anything, I’m really hoping the scars left behind aren’t too bad. I’m glad that every day is a little better, and my physical therapy is helping the tightness and scar tissue.

Mostly healed—even my new bellybutton!
These scabs are hanging on like crazy.

September 5, 2023

I’m thankful today for getting some crafting done in between checking on Cooper who kept getting into the bathroom garbage. And stealing random paper from who knows where. And chewing one of my favorite flip flops. Grrr. Or maybe it was yesterday that he got my shoe. Either way, he’s been a handful lately. Good thing he’s cute.

I’m also thankful that Patrick, who didn’t work today either, got some cleaning up done in the yard. There were some areas that needed dirt moved around and new mulch put down. Things are looking good now that the major work has been done. I like a tidy yard…

September 2, 2023

So…I told Patrick I wanted to try to sleep in this morning. Since I got home from the hospital, I’ve pretty much been up between 5:30 and 6:00 am since that’s our normal routine. After he got up and the pups followed, I shut our bedroom door and went back to bed. And slept until 9:30. What?! I can’t remember the last time I stayed in bed that late. But it was glorious. I felt rested. I obviously needed it. I’m thankful for that.

I’m also thankful for getting out of the house again while we ran errands. And for lattes. And less swelling. And hot tubs.

August 31, 2023

It’s crazy that August is done. Summer has flown by. And so has my recovery. Three and a half weeks, and I’m feeling pretty good. My incisions are healing well, the scabs are starting to fall off, and my swelling is down. I’m still taking it easy, though. I can tell when I’ve done too much Everything starts to feel tight and my binder chafes my stomach even though I wear it over a tank top. And I don’t want to overdo it. I made the mistake of joining a DIEP flap FB group where people posted pictures of the issues they have—dying skin and gaping wounds. Some of it caused by failed surgeries but others by doing too much too quickly. It freaked me out and reminded me that I’m not out of the woods yet. So while I’m thankful I’m doing well, I DO NOT want to undo the good progress I’ve made.

August 30, 2023

I got out of the house today! My friend Gwen took me out to lunch and to Michael’s afterwards to look at Halloween stuff. We weren’t gone terribly long, but I’m grateful for getting out of the house for a little bit. She also brought me a box of snacks, so it will be easy to feed myself during the day. Haha. Since my belly is still so tight, I can’t eat a lot at once, so snacks are good. I’ve lost 7 pounds since my surgery, so obviously smaller portions is what I should have been doing all along.

The last couple of days the contractor was here finishing up our backyard which meant the dogs didn’t have access to it. Since I’m not cleared to leash walk them, I needed help, so my friend Ann came over. I’m thankful for her and for getting the backyard (almost) completed.

August 29, 2023

I had my first physical therapy appointment today. It was mostly assessing where I am with my range of motion. We are going to work on the (still) tight tendons in my left arm since my hand is still swollen. My PT started today with graston, which is using steel instruments to help break up scar tissue. It didn’t hurt at the time, but I felt sore later. If it works, I’ll endure. I’m thankful for the start.

I’m also thankful for the lingering sunflowers in the garden. It’s like they decided to do one final flourish…so pretty.