|Sculpture Garden -|
Nelson Atkins Museum of Art
And, he was also right about this set of Barbie boobs being much more comfortable than the last. I can already feel the difference, and things are still pretty swollen. On the plus side, I have more cleavage than I ever have before - bring on the cougar tops! or not.
I saw him again yesterday morning - he was pleased with his work. I think that's a very good thing. All is going to plan - I'm healing well, but...
Emotionally, I've had a hard time stabilizing. I've been on the edge of tears since yesterday morning. I don't know why. (A delayed reaction to all that's happened? possible... Now that I'm safe, it's safe to begin to feel?) I just want to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head and not get up. I won't actually do it, mostly because I've tried it before and it doesn't work. Eventually the air gets stuffy and I have to go to the bathroom.
I've spent a lot of time today just piddling about the apartment. Following the post-op instructions - I don't want to mess things up. But, that means no exercise, no sweating - my favorite antidotes to the blues. And no driving, since I'm still on drugs. Don't mind that last part at all - if I went places, I'd have to be nice to people, and I'm just not sure I can do that at the moment. The best I can do is to say as little as possible to anyone. Hard to get them upset with me that way.
Send a few uplifting thoughts my way these next few days, if you would. I'm sure those will help.