Two days post-drain removal I was feeling a lot better. It was still very tender around the drain site. But I had removed the dressings and the holes had closed up and I was generally functioning a little better.
My husband really wanted to spend some time in Florida to visit family, so we packed up (Or should I say he packed up and I watched) and headed down.
At this stage (1 week and 2 days after surgery) I could finally ditch the softball shirts and wear more regular clothing. It had to be stretchy so that I could get arms through, and dark to cover the compression bra. What I found was really great were dresses made out of soft, stretchy fabrics that I could step into.
But anyway, we drove 8 hours down to Florida. I had a pillow constantly on my chest, and some bumps etc did cause me to flinch, and by this stage my ass was so sore from constantly sitting on it. Believe it or not, the hardest thing was trying to open the doors in restrooms. Those suckers can be heavy!!
The next day we decided to go as a family to go to breakfast. My appetite still wasn't back, so those delicious looking Red Velvet Pancakes went uneaten. It was nice to be around others, but it was my first time sitting on a chair that didn't recline. Not my most comfortable moment. And the waitress didn't understand that I couldn't reach across the table to grab my plates so I got a few odd looks.
We then went to IKEA, which was maybe a little ambitious of me. I had a cart to hold on to, and enjoyed myself. But I was just plain worn out and just wanted to go home. I tried to take a nap, but that didn't happen. And because my in-laws don't have a couch, I had to sit the remainder of the day in an uncomfortable rocker. I just felt pretty miserable.
The rest of my week I basically sat on my ass and did a cross stitch. I felt like a total Grandma. I wasn't in pain, but I was just bored and uncomfortable, and just wanted to be able to do more.
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