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What???! Is that me?
Wearing Clothes - and loving it!!
At the moment under my clothes I have a huge bulky stage 1 compression garment, and thick dressings stuck down with plaster on my stomach and breasts, but I already look like my stomach is much flatter than it used to be, so I wore a maxi dress recently purchased, and when I look in the mirror - wow. Looks so different and sexy and shapely. I can only imagine what it'll be like when there's nothing wrapped around my waist.
I love that I'm not overly big in my breasts, they look like I was born with them for sure. I don't think I'll even be asked if they are real (which isn't for everyone, but that's definitely something I wanted. I'm a teacher so the [RS bleep] look is definitely inappropriate for me).
The staff at the clinic have remained respectful, kind and professional all the way through. I haven't spoken to Adam since the surgery, but another surgeon came to ensure everything was ok and to check it was ok for me to have the drains out. Oh!! The drains! Let me tell you about the drains.
THE DRAINS!!!!!
Yes. Well. I thought the drains were about 4 cm into me both sides. I asked the nurse if it would hurt, and she was quite funny and answered the same way I would if I were in her shoes. "Um, not really, a little." So I knew this was going to hurt. At the end of the day I haven't experienced any pain as such thus far, so felt it was overdue!!
She took out the two stitches holding my left tube in, and yanked. Now. When I say it pulled from my chest - I am not freaking kidding. It was from directly under my breasts on the other side of my body! I felt it move across my body. It was about 5/6 out of 10 on my pain scale and I felt it as a sore ache for the rest of the day. The right one was less dramatic and was about 2 out of 10 on the scales and taking the stitches out were also pain-free. But again, a longer tube than expected.
Put it this way, I am so glad there were only two drains.
I went to the clinic and had my incisions cleaned and my dressings changed. This nurse put some cream around the incisions around the nipple and rather worryingly I felt nothing.
I think that's my mine and my husbands major worry because we both like my breasts and especially enjoy my previously overly-sensitive nipples. We'll see. Bit scared about that.
Just a shot!
I love that I'm not overly big in my breasts, they look like I was born with them for sure. I don't think I'll even be asked if they are real (which isn't for everyone, but that's definitely something I wanted. I'm a teacher so the [RS bleep] look is definitely inappropriate for me).
The staff at the clinic have remained respectful, kind and professional all the way through. I haven't spoken to Adam since the surgery, but another surgeon came to ensure everything was ok and to check it was ok for me to have the drains out. Oh!! The drains! Let me tell you about the drains.
THE DRAINS!!!!!
Yes. Well. I thought the drains were about 4 cm into me both sides. I asked the nurse if it would hurt, and she was quite funny and answered the same way I would if I were in her shoes. "Um, not really, a little." So I knew this was going to hurt. At the end of the day I haven't experienced any pain as such thus far, so felt it was overdue!!
She took out the two stitches holding my left tube in, and yanked. Now. When I say it pulled from my chest - I am not freaking kidding. It was from directly under my breasts on the other side of my body! I felt it move across my body. It was about 5/6 out of 10 on my pain scale and I felt it as a sore ache for the rest of the day. The right one was less dramatic and was about 2 out of 10 on the scales and taking the stitches out were also pain-free. But again, a longer tube than expected.
Put it this way, I am so glad there were only two drains.
I went to the clinic and had my incisions cleaned and my dressings changed. This nurse put some cream around the incisions around the nipple and rather worryingly I felt nothing.
I think that's my mine and my husbands major worry because we both like my breasts and especially enjoy my previously overly-sensitive nipples. We'll see. Bit scared about that.
Just a shot!
Naughty, naughty - didn't update yesterday
Sorry about that - so rude.
But I didn't feel that there was very much to update if I'm honest. I went back to the clinic for my incisions to be cleaned and change bandages on them in the morning. I'm walking straighter than I was the day before and am looking less and less like an old hunched pained woman. My friend took the appointment as an opportunity to drop into Tesco whilst I get seen to. Tescos is nothing like the English version she hastens to add. Nowhere can you buy what I want in this weather, which is readymade salads. You know the kinds people eat for lunch. I asked the taxy lady about it and she said they don't have it. Well, maybe they prepare their own salads for lunch. Or they don't eat salad for lunch? All I know is my appetite has waned significantly, and I want small portions of something that's good for me. And I just can't find it here. Or at least my friend can't.
Hmm. I'm going to discuss the same things all us healing women talk about on these reviews:
Doing a poo. There I said it. Other women called it a bm, but if you're happy to see me naked, you have to accept ALL that's happening to me, surely? Lol.
I've been trying for the longest time to allow myself time on the toilet, but haven't yet felt the natural need to go. But the tight compression garment is telling me otherwise. Being backed up is uncomfortable, so last night I took a senna prescribed to me by my England GP that I asked for. I have been avoiding iron tabs so that it didn't affect the err makeup of my err deposit. I've woken passing wind (and long may that continue as I suffer with painful trapped wind), and am not going directly to bed in case my body decides to tell me to sit on the toilet. Sometimes you have to give your body a chance to chat to you and then listen.
The compression garment. Its there, it's tight, it's rubbing on my skin. But without it I'm sure things would quite literally fall out. when they change the dressings the cg comes off, and I'm desperate to put it back on again, They are both support mechanisms so I am doing what I can to avoid irritation based on when others have said. I am wearing a top underneath the garment. I actually think the irritation is stemming from the sticky plaster they use on my body to hold the dressings in place. She's changed it, but I'm still breaking out in blisters, and then I think the cg rubs on them. Hurts a little, but in the grand scheme of things, I can take a few water blisters.
The Dreaded Drains
I would rather have these things hanging from my body than any complications, and its a week of my life. They nearly took them out yesterday but I said it seemed to early as Dr Adam had specified a week initially. That nurse checked with the senior nurse and she agreed with me.
the senior nurse said Saturday. Well its Friday today and I'm still collecting 25ml in 24 hours. Yes, they slow me down and mean I can't shower, and they stop me wearing certain clothes because they have to be accommodated. And they leak now and again, and, I mean, its yucky to walk around with your liquid on show!!! lol, but that is why I'm here in a hotel room, semi naked all the time with a really good friend. Trust me, I've held her hair enough times and nursed her when it mattered. She'll get over the nastiness of my fluid in a cup! lol
Anyway got to get up in 2 and a half hours and feeling sleepy, so until next time. Peace and I'm out.
But I didn't feel that there was very much to update if I'm honest. I went back to the clinic for my incisions to be cleaned and change bandages on them in the morning. I'm walking straighter than I was the day before and am looking less and less like an old hunched pained woman. My friend took the appointment as an opportunity to drop into Tesco whilst I get seen to. Tescos is nothing like the English version she hastens to add. Nowhere can you buy what I want in this weather, which is readymade salads. You know the kinds people eat for lunch. I asked the taxy lady about it and she said they don't have it. Well, maybe they prepare their own salads for lunch. Or they don't eat salad for lunch? All I know is my appetite has waned significantly, and I want small portions of something that's good for me. And I just can't find it here. Or at least my friend can't.
Hmm. I'm going to discuss the same things all us healing women talk about on these reviews:
Doing a poo. There I said it. Other women called it a bm, but if you're happy to see me naked, you have to accept ALL that's happening to me, surely? Lol.
I've been trying for the longest time to allow myself time on the toilet, but haven't yet felt the natural need to go. But the tight compression garment is telling me otherwise. Being backed up is uncomfortable, so last night I took a senna prescribed to me by my England GP that I asked for. I have been avoiding iron tabs so that it didn't affect the err makeup of my err deposit. I've woken passing wind (and long may that continue as I suffer with painful trapped wind), and am not going directly to bed in case my body decides to tell me to sit on the toilet. Sometimes you have to give your body a chance to chat to you and then listen.
The compression garment. Its there, it's tight, it's rubbing on my skin. But without it I'm sure things would quite literally fall out. when they change the dressings the cg comes off, and I'm desperate to put it back on again, They are both support mechanisms so I am doing what I can to avoid irritation based on when others have said. I am wearing a top underneath the garment. I actually think the irritation is stemming from the sticky plaster they use on my body to hold the dressings in place. She's changed it, but I'm still breaking out in blisters, and then I think the cg rubs on them. Hurts a little, but in the grand scheme of things, I can take a few water blisters.
The Dreaded Drains
I would rather have these things hanging from my body than any complications, and its a week of my life. They nearly took them out yesterday but I said it seemed to early as Dr Adam had specified a week initially. That nurse checked with the senior nurse and she agreed with me.
the senior nurse said Saturday. Well its Friday today and I'm still collecting 25ml in 24 hours. Yes, they slow me down and mean I can't shower, and they stop me wearing certain clothes because they have to be accommodated. And they leak now and again, and, I mean, its yucky to walk around with your liquid on show!!! lol, but that is why I'm here in a hotel room, semi naked all the time with a really good friend. Trust me, I've held her hair enough times and nursed her when it mattered. She'll get over the nastiness of my fluid in a cup! lol
Anyway got to get up in 2 and a half hours and feeling sleepy, so until next time. Peace and I'm out.
Provider Review
Dr Adam Kalecinski