Pity party
Welcome. Pull up a chair, grab a tissue and have a good cry with me.
My first full day back at work and I had a tour this morning. About halfway through, I got a God-awful pain where my incision is close to that place where your thigh meets your crotch. But, I had to suck it up and move forward. Finally, I got back to the office and to the ladies' room. I can't "doctor" my wounds without looking in a mirror to see everything, so I waited till I heard no one else and went out to the mirror. About the time I pull out my wound to take care of it, one of my coworkers walks in. She actually asks if she can see it and then she comes over and helps me bandage it up. It felt so much better.
I called the nurse at the doctor's office and got the gum-chewing, nose-pierced girl and she actually gave me some practical advice - put a maxi pad in that crease in your leg and see if it cushions it. Voila! Problem fixed. It worked. Now, of course, I'll have no pads left when I'm on the rag next week.
But, I don't care. It feels much better.
Army of Dad leaves tomorrow for a business trip. His birthday is Friday. He hasn't really sexed me but a couple of times since the surgery because he is afraid of hurting me. It sucks. And, probably when he gets back, I'll be on the rag. This just sucks. My body is changing and I can't make up my mind what I think about it. It is weird to be me right now. My clothes don't really fit yet. The old pants looks weird because where my kangaroo pouch used to be is now just empty and hangs there. Sort of funny looking - like a guy who wears his pants saggy in the ass only mine is saggy above the crotch. *shrug*
I really hope I get over this soon. I hate being pathetic.
My first full day back at work and I had a tour this morning. About halfway through, I got a God-awful pain where my incision is close to that place where your thigh meets your crotch. But, I had to suck it up and move forward. Finally, I got back to the office and to the ladies' room. I can't "doctor" my wounds without looking in a mirror to see everything, so I waited till I heard no one else and went out to the mirror. About the time I pull out my wound to take care of it, one of my coworkers walks in. She actually asks if she can see it and then she comes over and helps me bandage it up. It felt so much better.
I called the nurse at the doctor's office and got the gum-chewing, nose-pierced girl and she actually gave me some practical advice - put a maxi pad in that crease in your leg and see if it cushions it. Voila! Problem fixed. It worked. Now, of course, I'll have no pads left when I'm on the rag next week.
But, I don't care. It feels much better.
Army of Dad leaves tomorrow for a business trip. His birthday is Friday. He hasn't really sexed me but a couple of times since the surgery because he is afraid of hurting me. It sucks. And, probably when he gets back, I'll be on the rag. This just sucks. My body is changing and I can't make up my mind what I think about it. It is weird to be me right now. My clothes don't really fit yet. The old pants looks weird because where my kangaroo pouch used to be is now just empty and hangs there. Sort of funny looking - like a guy who wears his pants saggy in the ass only mine is saggy above the crotch. *shrug*
I really hope I get over this soon. I hate being pathetic.
3 Comments:
At 10:24 PM, June 08, 2005,
Uzz said…
Will you be leading the "historic partnership" media show out there tomorrow? Sadly I will have to cut sleeping short so Mini-Uzz and I can be there:-)
At 9:20 AM, June 09, 2005,
Gadfly said…
For a minute, when the strange woman in the bathroom offered to help, I was thinking: Cue the wocka wocka wocka porno music. But not with incisions and drainage and stuff. It just doesn't quite go together.
Hang in there. It will be better soon. As my sig. other often reminds me: Beauty is pain. ;)
*beaming you good energy*
At 11:42 AM, June 09, 2005,
Army of Mom said…
I didn't lead the historic partnership press zoo, but did get to see Uzz and Pickle.
And, Gadfly, I love this lady dearly, but you would SOOOO not want to see her naked. Trust me on this one. And, thanks. I know this too shall pass, but in the meantime, it sucks.
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