Friday, 4 May 2012

I'm a medical miracle!!!

Or not.  In fact, definitely not.  The sudden regrowth of a boob and the regaining of a cleavage (more akin to a wrinkle) was initially exciting,  but as it just appears to be a collection point for fluid, it is more of a medical cock up and although I hate to admit it, it may be of my own doing.  

Boob III started to appear since I removed the pressure bandage on Wednesday so it has been a gradual gain which may have increased in growth speed since I took some of the steri strips off this morning.  I was just so excited to see the pale pink, impressively thin scar that I may have got a little premature about my recovery.  What?  Do I hear a chorus of "why does that not surprise us?"  I know.  Sitting still, doing nothing is not my style and I am not a natural at asking for help.  'I can do it myself' will be my epitaph! 

Having said that, I am entirely grateful to each and every person who has turned up to visit and for those people who have arrived unannounced bearing edible gifts - I am getting so fat I will definitely have to have a proper reconstruction at a later date if only so they can use my tummy to make it!!!!

So.  Lesson learned.  I will leave the housework to my wonderful cleaner, food seems to magically appear so that's another thing covered and as it seems to take the best part of an hour to have a bath and get dressed I will concentrate on speeding that up before catching up on my film viewing - several complete box sets to work my way through so I should be ok for now.

I do have to admit that I have just hoovered the playroom - with Alfred's help.  He seems to love the new hoover although it does take him a while to do any area as he will insist on only using the hose to hoover a whole room...

Here's hoping that Boob III does not increase dramatically over the bank holiday as I really really really do not want to spend my bank holiday sitting in A&E with the various drunken injuries that these long week ends seem to produce. I will hopefully last till Tuesday when I can look forward to having the liquid syringed out using a big needle (my all time favourite utensil, NOT).

Now, where did I leave that hoover....?



No comments:

Post a Comment