Thank you ladies,
I seem to be on the mend today to a large degree but still on the muscle relaxants and a reduced dose of the vicadin. I seem to have regained most of my range of motion in my arms but not a lot more strength. Enough that I can open the car door unassisted which I could not do even this morning.
With the ER, I will say first that the staff was very respectful. The humiliation is a combination of in my head - I do not acknowledge that part, touch it or whatnot so to have someone shove a tube the size of a garden hose up there very painfully was a pretty hard mental concept. And add to that the shift from she to he when the discovery I have no uterus was made was stark, plus my parents use of male pronouns.
Now interestingly, involving my parents as much as I did as part of my core support team may be helping them as they see the effect of pronouns in how I am treated and my mental health. Their consistency has improved dramatically.
Now on to the fun stuff
It's not pretty yet, bruising is starting to show up and they still look like balloons pasted to my chest. I got big implants and fully expect to see a 34D or DD and am happy with that because I'm small in diameter but wide in the shoulders.
I did need help taking the surgical bra off and getting it back in, and plan to take a shower in the morning. The sutures are subcutaneous with clue on the skin which he said not to scrub off. I have my post of visit on Monday and expect I will be doing very well by then.
Now hopefully I can make it to the pa women's conference Friday otherwise doing it on Monday instead of today was a waste, however interestingly enough now my dad says that anyone who doesn't see a girl is blind and an idiot.
I did go to my weekly speech therapy session today which was way overdoing it but necessary to start getting back into things. Plus more bonding time with the rents. And my dad, at almost 70 and with early onset Alzheimer's still got me my favorite halo too.
