No more whining

I've got it made. Really I do.

My husband is doing everything for me. Laundry, dishes, cooking, shopping. It is awesome.

After my shower tonight, I put on a pair of panties that used to fit and even all swollen - they were baggy! Yippee!

Got out my post-op info again to review it. I'll probably have the drain grenades for at least two weeks. Could be up to four. So, I'll look like a biohazard suicide bomber for some time to come. It also said to expect the swelling for two to three weeks. I'm hoping the drains come out sooner rather than later. But, we'll see how it goes.

For now, I'm going to be really grateful that my mom has my sweet baby girl, Uzz has the Pickle and Hot Rod isn't coloring on any more of the carpet. I'm happy that Army of Dad got my laptop from work to actually function and that he is so willingly taking care of everything. He's a good man.

Oh, did I mention that my staples look like a zipper? Cracks me up. Looks like you could unzip me and fold me in half. There are all kinds of jokes there, I'm sure. No more grody pics for a while. Maybe just status pics as things heal. Deal?