May 16th, six days after surgery.Ok, I'm going to be a bit... biological here in this post, because I want to let other people doing / considering SRS know what to expect. If you don't want to read about private parts, this dashed line is where you should stop reading.
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Peeling away the coverings was a little painful, but in the expected "removing tape from skin which has hairs on it" way, nothing new and exciting there. Underneath, I got my first look at my new lady parts. They're all purple and bruised, and it's hard to get a good look because the catheter's in the way and I only have a hand mirror.
They're within the range of 'human female normal', but that's all I can tell right now. Again, catheter and bruising. The first look is filled with emotions, but not filled with beauty.
I was giddy. I also still had nurses poking around at me with sterile swabs and rubber gloves. Everything was
really sensitive. Not painful, just... sensitive. My brain does not know how to process these nerves yet. There are definitely a lot of nerves on the outsides and on the vulva, but beyond 'lots of nerves', I can't really say more at this point. It mostly didn't hurt.
Removing the packing was the strangest sensation I've ever had. It as all one long cotton strip, stuffed up in me, so the nurse took hold of one end, and, well, started pulling. And pulling. And pulling. There was a lot of it, and it felt
so strange, like having my insides slowly pulled out through a hole I didn't have two weeks ago. It didn't hurt until the very end, but pulling the last little bit out made me tense. Not screaming pain, but... more than a medium spank, less than a hard cane is the best way I can describe it. And now you know more about my sex life than maybe you wanted to. Sorry. ^^;;
After unpacking, the nurses took a photo to show to the doctor, then poked around a bit more with sterile swabs, and then began my first test dilation. They had me lay on my back, spread my legs, and relax. Don't feel tense, relaaaaax, don't worry about the fact that we're slathering lube on a plastic dildo and about to see how deep we can shove it in you, relaaax...
Twist and push, twist and push, she put it in, me watching via hand mirror. There was surprisingly little sensation - perhaps there will be more once things have healed better and my brain has rewired more, but almost everything is right around the opening, no feeling at all past the first inch or two. I could feel something pressing into my guts, but it wasn't pleasant or painful... until she reached the end. 6 1/2" is what I've got, ladies, and you'll
know when you hit the end of that particular cavity.
It hurt a little, she pressed a little more, took another photo, and told me to mark exactly how deep it was in in my little hand mirror, then took it out. Baby wipes, a sanitary pad, and I'm wearing panties. Without a bulge. It's giddy. It's exciting. It's wonderful.
Well, there actually is still a bulge - I'm all swollen, and the catheter tube is still in place. But you know what I mean.
I took a shower (no baths for the next three months though), walked around the room a bit, played computer games. I'm feeling much more human again after the shower.
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May 17th, seven days after surgery. First day of dilation, 15 minutes.At this point, I can walk around and take care of myself pretty well. All told, it wouldn't have been terrible doing this on my own - ladies considering getting SRS solo, take note. It was nice to have someone fetching things in my first few days post surgery, but I could have done this solo if necessary. Don't let anyone tell you it can't be done of it's too scary. You won't be helpless and in pain and alone and... it's just not like that, or at least it hasn't been for me.
After breakfast in the hotel restaurant, I came back and waited for the nurses for my first real dilation (rather than just the test from yesterday). I won't go into the exact mechanics again - on my back, lots of lube, twist and push, easy and almost sensationless until we find the end, except this time with me in control.
Then she had me hold is place for 15 minutes, correcting me every time I let up the pressure a little. It's
supposed to stretch / hurt - that's how you know you're maintaining the depth, not letting it slowly close up. She went to go check on another patient, I read a book. She came back, nodded at how I was still holding it at depth (it still hurt a little bit), and helped me clean up.
Now I'm back in bed. I can walk around a bit, take care of things, but if I walk too long, parts of my crotch start to hurt - the exact parts where the stitches are, in fact. So I'm spending a lot of time laying down in bed, even though I mostly feel fine. Probably won't have too much more to write about today - gonna play a lot of computer games, since I'm confined to the hotel.