07/14/10: It's definitely a Wednesday

Although I can't begin to tell you what that means.  Yes.  It's a hump day.  Yes, we are equidistant from the weekend we just left and the one we are headed to.  Yes, it's the day of the week when you are full on working and yet no longer dousing fires that were created over the weekend.  So...yes...it's definitely a Wednesday.

Whatever that means...

Good or bad...

I'll take good!  We are marching, pretty rapidly, I think, to the weekend.  YAY weekends!

I had my follow-up appt today with the surgeon so that he could look at the infection.  I told the guy who took my vitals and weight that it's mostly better with a touch of not.  I told the nurse who took me back that it is mostly better with a touch of not.  She looked at it.  Said my surgeon would be right in.

And he was.  And he looked at it.  And he said "all better".

Hmmm...but what about this touch of not?

Saturday it looked all better.  I mean - it was closed, it was a nice mild pink (to match the scar it belongs to) and it was looking almost normal - for an incision scar that's only three months old.  Sunday...a little dot reappears.  DANGIT!  Monday, little dot grows.  Double dog DANGIT!

Tuesday...closed up and perty in the morning.  Open in the evening. 

Today...starts draining again.  And bigger than yesterday.

See....things like that...they worry me!  Draining?  Growing?  I don't proclaim such infections with such inclinations as "all better".

I shoulda kept my mouth shut!  He dabs on some betadine and grabs a swab.  I'm thinking, ok, another culture - but not on the skin, maybe somehow, nicely, an internal culture.  NOPE.  He pinches the area around this wound and scrapes off the scab with the wooden stick portion of the swab.  He then dabs it, since it's bleeding and all.  With the blood cleared out of the way, he takes the wooden stick and starts digging around inside the wound.

I think when he did the surgery he cut a nerve bundle that's been slow to wake up.  THANK GOD!  It felt like an itch instead of all out PAIN!

Yeah...that was then.  Now it hurts.  But back to the story.

After sufficiently digging around and getting ALL old scab off and away, he then says, 'there's probably still a stitch in there that's aggravating it.  But the infection looks good.'

I shoulda kept my mouth shut!

Oh well.  I am happy he did some homework.  And it IS mostly pink and much better looking than this time last week.  He did tell me to go back to using peroxide so I'll keep this dot of mine clean and healthy and we'll see what happens between now and the next fill.

When all was said and done, the nurse, who'd been standing there beating on my surgeon to make him treat me nicely, asked if I could have a fill.  He looked at my chart and said, sure, if she wants one.

So the nurse looks at me.  NO!

I can't eat.  If I ate 2oz at dinner last night, I'd be surprised.  I turned to my tried and true yogurt and granola to get some protein and calories in after dinner failed...but I am not eating.  So, NO...I DO NOT WANT A FILL.

As I was walking out, my belly started to growl.  So I figured, well, it aint easy gettin appts here so I'll make one for a month and if I don't want a fill by then, then I can cancel it.  Or if I need this dot looked at again...I'll have that option.  It's for the day after we return from our trip to Cali...so hopefully I can get to the point where I can eat a little before we go.

I'll be curious to see how tonight goes.  With this fill that I've now had for over a month, I learned, before we went to Vegas, that if I did not drink my smoothie for breakfast and did not eat my chicken salad for lunch, I had no hope of eating for dinner.  And I'm talking about, I ate breakfast and I ate lunch, just not mushy stuff - more like eggs for breakfast, for example, and a panini for lunch - most of which did not go down.  But if I do drink my smoothie and I do eat my chicken salad, then dinner can be ok.  Today is the first day that I'm getting back to that...so hopefully it makes a difference for dinner.  But there's something about trying to eat solid food for lunch (or even breakfast) that was making dinner a no-go.  But...like I said...today it's been all mushies...so hopefully my dinner will work out today.  And...dinner tonight...what I'm making...it's pretty saucey, too.  So hopefully this all helps!

In the meantime, I managed to gain a pound!  I love it.  I CANNOT EAT - and I gain weight!  Priceless!

Ok, I'm not worried about the pound in the slightest.  I started weightlifting this week.  And I'm hittin the weights HARD with this "cycle" (if you remember my five week plan).  I am sore as all get-out - which I love love love love love.  But if I'm storing enough lactic acid in my muscles to be as sore as I am - it's not hard to understand why I've gained a pound.  I'm flushing flushing flushing - something I've been bad about lately, too - so I'm thinking that this pound will work itself out shortly.  I'm certainly not going to be a gracious host to this new pound...or any of the lingerers, either....so there.

I'm enjoying my calming down life!  I like routine.  Routine is good.  Routine helps!

That's about all I know.  I'm reading reading reading and I feel like I'm getting nowhere.  I know I'll feel like I'm somewhere when reader finally can register the number instead of just telling me "too friggin many to read".  I do like reader - do you?  Makes it a gazillion times easier than the dashboard...

Happy Wednesday, y'all!