Okay. Time for a fun thread.
Share your opinion on what being post-op is like - and try for humor.

My example:

Being post-op is like... Having a drooling puppy surgically grafted between my legs. It's constantly slobbering all over everything, and when it catches sight of a tasty bone, well - you get my drift.

being post op is everything I ever wanted, yet so over-rated.

Being post-op is feeling normal.

Quote from: Susan522 on August 06, 2014, 10:41:58 PM
Being post-op is feeling normal.

Fer sure! My new life was so easy and natural it felt like the chains that bound me to a heavy load had broken and I was propelled forward like a shot from a cannon! One of my earliest thoughts was "What the frig do I do with all this energy and drive now???!!!"

Sorry, but I'm less than two months post up. Being post op is still like carrying around a ripe apple between my legs.

Quote from: suzifrommd on August 07, 2014, 07:57:40 AM
Sorry, but I'm less than two months post up. Being post op is still like carrying around a ripe apple between my legs.

I'm at the two month mark myself. (And honestly I'm hoping the slobber aspect dies down)
All stages are legitimate

It is like having a recurring bloody nose when you have a bad head cold but last for months.

Being post-op is like going from a straightforward little hatchback to a fancy supercar with a million bells and whistles - it's an improvement overall,  but I'm used to a simple obvious machine and now it's got all these features (and nooks and crannies) that I have to figure out!

Having a massive bulldog clip between your legs..   
But it does get better x

Relaxing. I mean after all the healing is done.

Being baby post op (4 weeks)...

A throbbing pulsating zone... Which is me!
A reason to relax... On sick leave
A release... To be free!

A promise to explore... When not sore
A sensuality... To ripen more
A new life.. A new core!

Waking up and realising it was all just a bad dream.

Quote from: Nicole on August 06, 2014, 10:39:00 PM
being post op is everything I ever wanted, yet so over-rated.

I so agree with this. I love the fact that I am a done deal and just living life, but....it's just a stinky vagina

Quote from: Zumbagirl on August 28, 2014, 05:56:24 PM
.it's just a stinky vagina

I laugh when I read that, I remember when my packing was removed and seeing my new vagina for that very first time, a very surreal moment, but a week later showing it to my exboyfriend at the time and his reaction  ''wow nice pussy'' it was anything but nice, just a surgical swollen mess, but being a good boyfriend was just trying to cheer me up and give me confidence.

Quote from: pretty pauline on August 30, 2014, 07:55:16 AM
I laugh when I read that, I remember when my packing was removed and seeing my new vagina for that very first time, a very surreal moment, but a week later showing it to my exboyfriend at the time and his reaction  ''wow nice pussy'' it was anything but nice, just a surgical swollen mess, but being a good boyfriend was just trying to cheer me up and give me confidence.

I heard from a lot of girls who had SRS and seeing their new equipment for the first time is very surreal. I heard that its an experience you can't explain until you experience it for yourself.  I can't wait for my SRS and somedays, can't even contain my excitement.  I know it's going to look like a total mess in the beginning. 

it looks like you've been stabbed, fixed & stabbed again in the same area.
I remember the first time I saw it.
The first thing that I thought was "there is no way that thing is made for sex".

As another baby post-op (2 wks), my first reaction on seeing the new downstairs was,  "Oh my God, what a mess....!" However, shortly after that, when I got to do my first dilation alone and saw my body in the little mirror from the bottom up, including my now considerably larger breasts, I felt so happy that hot tears just started streaming from my eyes. It was the first time in my life that I have seen myself pretty totally as a woman and having waited so long for this moment it was pure, unmitigated joy.

As the days have gone by, so far enjoying a totally trouble free and odourless recovery, that joy has been pretty constant and I even quite enjoy my dilation sessions which are still a moment of discovery of my new body. This will no doubt wear off over time as the amount of time it all requires is quite daunting, especially when breast massages are added to the mix, but for now it is pretty well all pleasure.
Hugs
Donna   

Ten weeks post-op now, and everything feels much better.

Being post-op is like daydreaming about your most amazing fantasy while getting depressed about how it can't possibly come true...

...and then realizing that you're not daydreaming at all, you're living life, and it IS true.

Yeah, "surreal" is a good word.  Oddly enough, it did look like it was supposed to - just HUGE. There was so much swelling. So much. It was like a normal vulva blown up to 10X normal size.

And Suzi is right that it still seems sometimes like a dream, except it's true.

Has anyone ever had this thought:

I reached down tonight and felt my new vagina and the thought strikes me "I'm a guy. I'm not allowed to have one of these." And I had an amazing feeling like I'd gotten away with something and that it's too late. They can't take it back.