Well it’s been 5 days since I’ve reduced from a “G CUP” to anything less”. How am I feeling? Sore! How much am I doing? Nothing! Am I bored? You better believe it.
I’ve never gone for long periods of time without doing something. Just getting on the computer is a big deal to me and I’m finding myself tired after only an hour or two.
My age is a factor, not doubt about it. I can’t just spring back like I used to when I was 20 but here I am at 51 and I’m no where near capable of even doing a bed. I’ve washed my hair for the first time in days and that reason alone has made me happy. I am, however, bloody sore. I can’t bend down at all, I can’t lift anything heavy and I can’t – well hell even going to the toilet is a 20 minute deal.
Was it worth it? I’ll tell you after I get rid of my stomach. I was hoping only to see my feet when the were gone but it’s turned out I saw my stomach first and that’s even scarier.
Was it worth it! Absolutely. No two ways about it. I am sore and when the doctor poked, prodded me with needles and ripped off sticky tape I wanted to kill myself and him but in the true sense of it all it was worth it BIG TIME!
I am waiting on the week so I can change bandages and get into some semblance of order but otherwise I’m great and will continue to be with my positive attitude. I’ve got alot of living to do and I intend doing it.