When I woke up I saw that I had a message from Dra. Baez saying to come in so she could check the lumps.
So I did my usual, ate , drank, peed, had a BM some days two, I was regular. At this point I had a system and had realized why the other day it was so sooo soft. I was unintentionally eating too clean. Nutrament, eggs, fruit, a little meat, juices, water , protein snacks and no carbs or starches to soak things up. So I made it a point to eat the whole wheat bread I had bought and make sure I at rice. I can deal with messy bowel movements.
So Ramon came again, for my massage. He had more machines this time, he did his usual and as usual the massage around my belly button area and flanks obliques were too much.
I think I forgot to say that on my post op visit, Dra. Baez took my hand and felt my back and told where the drain was, what I didn't realize until I abandoned the Faja is that it started in my stomach under the belly button area and wrapped around my waist across my back and came out my side.
So he would try to to go in and I'd be on the verge of body slamming him. When he would get to parts where the bootleg massager was on me he would tap my drain because unlike everyone I did not have a big release of fluids or rush of fluids into the drain. It barely moved. I never leaked of bleed on to a chux or anything. I was like this $hhhh broken!
I'm gonna do a separate post on the TEA Ramon was giving me about surgery in DR in a separate post. If I forget. Remind me. I wanna knock recovery out first.
I told him I was gonna go see Dra Baez that day, so he kept saying maybe she'll take it out. I had hoped so cuz I felt I would recover faster without. He asked about the menthol crime and when I wanted him to buy it, I told him I had to ask my Dra. First. So he wrapped my stomach and left. No heparin shot, because when he did it the first time it didn't burn like when Dra Baez and he husband did it, so I wasn't sure he was doing it right and wasn't taking chances...
So I go to her office, this is the first time I'm getting dressed up the whole time I have been in DR. I walking up to the doors and get a glimpse of my waist and hips and I'm like $hhhhhh the pics don't really show how small this thing is. I was like ummm I don't know if it looks weird.
I walk in her office and wait, I chit chat with Manny. Then she calls me in, she goes to rub my back as she saying 'hi my baby,' as usual and she realizes I don't have my Faja on. I'm like noooooo it too tight. She like ok, I understand. It's important that your comfortable. I'm like it's not about comfort, I can take pain like a solider. trust me! I think it's killing my fat. So I pull off the dress she see the waist band she like 'oh, I like that.' We unwrapp the ace bandaged from my abdomen. She touches my stomach and is like no seromas, no fluid, just a little inflammation (swelling). That's with no Faja for 50 hours, but some abdominal compression.
She goes to took my hips and I move out the way like no, no. You can't do that. She she gets on her knees and looks closely at my skin barely touching and asking me where it is, I point it out. I tell her it following the lines of the cut out of the faja. And she like 'ooooohhhhh'. I'm like yeah, that's why I'm not wearing it. She gets a lidocaine cream applies it to the areas and give me the tube, then she starts wrapping me and asking me what happened with Brunilda. So I tell her the story. At the end she goes " Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaye, Brunilda!" And I laughed so hard I had to grab the wall. I was like exactly, so imagine how I felt..... Walking up and down looking for you to give you money.
Then she say who did the massage, I say Raymond. She like Raymond? I'm like unnnn huh.... She takes her hand and pushes them out to the sides wrist bent and says " Ramon?" I say, yup. And we laugh. She says he's good. I told her about the menthol, she said nooooo menthol. I told her about the machines, she said nooooo machines if they are hot. I told her I was gonna buy some menthol she said noooooo, arnica. She said my skin was too sensitive I said ok. She asked me if he speaks English. I said no. She said so how you communicate with him. I said just like I do you..... Then she gave me my heparin shot, talking about "it itches" I had to let her know, nooooooo that bastard burns. She said she didn't understand before that that's how it felt.
She asks if I have been eating, I tell her yes, and how I went to get empanadas and had static in my ear. She was like, 'empanadas!?!? You can't have fried food." I was like 'it's baked,' as I looked to the ground. She then said the lumps were normal and that it could be several things, my nerves reacting to the transfer, my skin being very sensitive and something else I don't remember. Once I heard normal I was like ok.
I left the office and started walking towards the elevator, I was feeling distressed in someway, I get to the elevator and an old couple tries to speak to me and I'm like no Habla espanol . We get on and it going up, not down. So it goes to all these floors and goes back down. I'm holding on the railing trying to brace myself up, a girl gets on. She says something to me and I say no Habla espanol. Then her and the old couple exchange words. Then she says "are you ok?" I say yes, but I must not have looked it.... I get in the car and ride home. I walk up the stairs and this is the most difficult it had been for my to walk up the stairs the entire time I have been here. I get the the apartment door and I'm struggling to put my keys in. I open the door and wanted to kick off my shoes right there, but pushed myself to make it to the room.
I got to the bed and laid out, I decided that the wrapping of the ace and sweat band was too tight. I quickly redid it and started feeling better. But still needed a nap.
K and the her PYT and daughter came home hours later and her daughter came to check on me. Then K came to inquire how the visit went. I told her and said I wanted to order the ros compolos y pollo I had been crazing since I got to DR. So the arranged the order for me, but they were out of what I wanted so I settled for rice and peas and chicken. I wanted them brown beans and a stewed chicken..... yum yum yum.
So she asked if I was gonna walk to pick it up, I said yes. Threw on my shoes and hobbled out to the living, they saw my walking and said forget it, you don't look so good. ha! So, K's pyt arranged to have a friend pick it up and delivery. He did. It came and smelled soooo good. It was a lot of food. Ask I started eating K was blending a smoothie.
She comes in to see who I like the food. I tells her it's great. She asks me the price, I tell her. She was asking because she will be opening an international cuisine restaurant with her pyt soon. He ain't just pretty, he cooks as well. A few minutes later she comes in with a glass of some of the smoothie and tells me to taste it. I don't even drink smoothies, but obliged because I intend to add that to my lifestyle soon. And way it was good. She told me what was in it and how she added some of the seeds from the papaya because it good for a woman's immune system. So I ate half my food drank almost all of the smoothie and hours later went to bed.
I had found a decent position and was sleeping better at night. No all night, due to my urination marathon but for longer periods and more comfortably. Still sleeping on my sides.