As you know I'm on antibiotics to treat a wee slurry of an infection on the bottom edge of the flap. Went to the dressings clinic this afternoon to have it checked out. Saw one of the plastics surgeons who operated on me and she was chuffed with the look of the flap. She confirmed it was an infection and from the swab results she was happy that I'm on the right antibiotics. The nurse applied some brown sauce antibacterial ointment and redressed it. All looks good. The best thing was they removed the blanket of a dressing from my thigh. So no more glad wrap and hubby help in the shower, not unless he REALLY wants to!
The last couple of days have been exhausting and I don't know whether it's the heat, the antibiotics or just the tsunami following the earthquake that was surgery. It is like a tidal wave of tiredness. J has it too. I think we're still processing the trauma of the last few weeks. We both have moments of elation, we did it, we got through, sheer blissful happy moments. But we also have dips. Big, dark blue, deep water dips, freezing cold feelings of .... What, I don't really know.... Can't define it. Is it the "what ifs" that come back to haunt us? Or is it the monkey still on our back, chittering away at our false sense of security.
I think we need a holiday.
Give yourselves as much time as you need to recover from all of this; a series of physical, emotional and mental shocks like that will take time to absorb and recover from. Gentle hugs.
ReplyDeleteWhat a rollercoaster. Much love x
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