Home again, home again. Home is so much better than the hospital. The nurses were all so nice and I know they were just doing their job, but it sure is tough to get any sleep when you are being checked on all throughout the night.
I am tired, sore and cranky. The oxycodone will help with the pain, the dogs will help with the tired and cranky. I am pretty sure Mounds has a direct line to Lilly, my doxie x beagle. She planted her self on my lap the minute I sat down and will not budge. Good little bed rest buddy.
I have a lot of cool incisions and suture lines. The front part of my body looks a lot like a road map of Los Angeles. There are nifty ‘roads’ all over the place. It is so nice to look down and see good skin, not that burned radiated patch I used to have. Kind of weird knowing that used to be Muffy. Trust me, Muffy looks much better up top than she did as my muffin top. I wonder if under all of these bandages I have 6 pack abs? I should warn everyone now that if that is the case I will be walking around naked from now on! Heck yeah, 50 yrs old with upgraded boobs and a flat tummy. Sweet.