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I'm almost two weeks post-op!
I've got an appointment to see my surgeon for follow-up tomorrow, then we're visiting my aunt, which I hope will not be filled with awkward questions.
I got to my surgery in time, but I guess the surgery before mine took longer than expected. I was supposed to be in around 1:30, but ended up going into surgery around 5pm. So, there was lots of sitting in the waiting room. They had Friends DVDs to watch, which I found very appropriate. Since I hadn't been allowed to eat or drink from midnight the night before, I was praying that they'd put me under just so I wouldn't be able to feel the extreme hunger!
The actual surgery went off very well. I didn't wake up during it! While I was in the recovery room, I remember that just before I woke up I was having a dream about X-Men.
The first night was horrible, the pain meds made me really sick, and really drowsy. But when we saw the nurse the next day, she said I could switch to Advil and things got much better after that.
My chest looks SO good now. I am sososososososososo happy with it. Every time I go past the mirror, there's a surge of happiness. I look so cool! The scar shape the doctor gave me is perfect. Things get a little weird in my armpits, but I think that will settle out in time. I can't complain at all!
Still can't do a lot of things, cause it hurts to move certain ways, but I can put on a shirt now and also take a proper shower. My family is torturing me by swimming in the pool and saying how nice it is. I can't go swimming because it's hard for me to get up the ladder out of the pool ):
When I got back from surgery I had an email from my aunt. She is so supportive it's weird. She is catholic so I was expecting her to hate me, but instead it was a big speech about how proud she is that I am being true to myself and that I had the courage to come out.
She is even making an effort with the pronouns. In an email to my dad, she used "Zi". I'm very happy about that. Maybe she will have a good influence on him!
I am getting more and more excited as the wounds heal. It's hard to be enthused when everything is painful :P but things are looking GREAT. I can't wait for my future!
I've got an appointment to see my surgeon for follow-up tomorrow, then we're visiting my aunt, which I hope will not be filled with awkward questions.
I got to my surgery in time, but I guess the surgery before mine took longer than expected. I was supposed to be in around 1:30, but ended up going into surgery around 5pm. So, there was lots of sitting in the waiting room. They had Friends DVDs to watch, which I found very appropriate. Since I hadn't been allowed to eat or drink from midnight the night before, I was praying that they'd put me under just so I wouldn't be able to feel the extreme hunger!
The actual surgery went off very well. I didn't wake up during it! While I was in the recovery room, I remember that just before I woke up I was having a dream about X-Men.
The first night was horrible, the pain meds made me really sick, and really drowsy. But when we saw the nurse the next day, she said I could switch to Advil and things got much better after that.
My chest looks SO good now. I am sososososososososo happy with it. Every time I go past the mirror, there's a surge of happiness. I look so cool! The scar shape the doctor gave me is perfect. Things get a little weird in my armpits, but I think that will settle out in time. I can't complain at all!
Still can't do a lot of things, cause it hurts to move certain ways, but I can put on a shirt now and also take a proper shower. My family is torturing me by swimming in the pool and saying how nice it is. I can't go swimming because it's hard for me to get up the ladder out of the pool ):
When I got back from surgery I had an email from my aunt. She is so supportive it's weird. She is catholic so I was expecting her to hate me, but instead it was a big speech about how proud she is that I am being true to myself and that I had the courage to come out.
She is even making an effort with the pronouns. In an email to my dad, she used "Zi". I'm very happy about that. Maybe she will have a good influence on him!
I am getting more and more excited as the wounds heal. It's hard to be enthused when everything is painful :P but things are looking GREAT. I can't wait for my future!
