Hi everybody, I'm back again. I'm stronger today at day 8. Yesterday was the worst day. I felt pretty rotten all around nausea, bleeding, swelling, no dilation, no energy. In the middle of the night I had my first BM which wasn't too bad, it was solid and I tried not to strain with it. For some reason, I am more myself this morning (be afraid, be very afraid), so I woke up had a shower, ate a breakfast, and went to see Brianna at Dr. McGinn's. She removed the packing from below the sutures and repacked the area. I go back to see the doctor tomorrow and she will check with the speculum to see if internals are ok. If all good, I can leave for home on Friday. Yea!
Let me see, things I have learned. It is wonderful to have at least one meal, breakfast taken care of by the place you are staying at. I can not imagine doing this procedure without help of some kind. I am neither the strongest or the weakest person, but this is a long period of time to do everything you need to do, you feel like crap, and if you have complications, it can be downright dangerous to be on your own. It has been so stressful, I haven't even taken to heart what this change even means yet. I am more in survival mode than, "Oh what a life change." There have been a few times in recent days where I said, "What the hell have I done to myself, voluntarily making myself feel like crap like this." No regrets though. Some say dysphoria is instantly gone. I haven't even contemplated this yet.
I know the paragraph above will stress a good friend of mine and I don't want to do that, but I don't do any favors by sugar coating either.
Hope everyone is doing well. Thank you for the support, it helped. XOXOXO
Moni