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Sing to the Glory of Toast

June 10, 2006 on 8:43 am | In General |

Ah, toast! I wouldn’t normally start off a post-op blog post on the glories of burnt bread, but it seems a particularly good place to start, as I have just had something approaching a real breakfast for the first time in last Monday. Since then, it has been clear fluids, jelly, a vile chicken broth, and etc. Oh to chew my food again! It was such a delight! Oh and I’ll get salmon for lunch!! Can you believe it!?!?!

In other matters, I seemed to make it through surgery itself well enough. I had a wee bit of bleeding the first two nights, but it’s been clear sailing since then.

I count myself lucky to be in an electric bed. It will shift up and down like most hospital beds in the US. I started off on a manual one that looked like it had been used in the Victorian age.

Visitors have been quite nice as well. Yesterday saw Ra come down on her motorbike. Ya! And the day before I met another patient of Mr Thomas’ who had her op 3 days prior. Yesterday, all the activity left me a little tired, but I am getting my strength back more and more each day.

Football. Yes, the world cup. Normally sports wouldn’t even cross my mind, but Auntie’s b&b is above a pub. As yesterday was the start of the world cup, she is quite tired, having been kept up by rowdy fans and bad kareoke until 2 am. As much asI love having her with me, I hope today is more kind to her.

This sugery has poked at old wounds as well as making new ones. Auntie and I have talked about when she was going through her surgery and how hard that was on us both. I am hoping that this time around, we will have an easier time.

We have also talked about plans for the future - things we would like to do or get, places we would like to go. We both know that post-SRS depression is likely after having to wait for such a long time to accomplish this goal, but we’ll just have to tackle that when we get there.

The nursing staff here have been quite good. Well, key staff on each shift have been excellent. Other staff have been okay, but generally I would rate the care that I have received quite highly and definately better than what Auntie received at Charing Cross.

One last bit of news then: I have already had an “Oh, wow” moment, having taken a gander downstairs when my T-bandage was being changed. I remember thinking, “It so smooth!” Odd, considering I did the shaving before surgery, but things looked a bit different then.

Oh I have also come up with a theory on the post-SRS glow that some women get. I think it’s due at least in part to the hair. The normal daily shampoo and conditioning cycle that most folk tends to strip out the oils that would normally be in out hair. If you have major surgery like this and can’t shower for days at a time, you hair gets coated with these oils. After you get cleaned up again, you hair retains its “natural shine” because you’ve only cleaned it once. The same goes for the skin around the face. Hence, the radient glow of a happy, smiling, post-SRS patient.

Anyway, I’d best sign off. Auntie has taken to sleeping on the floor and I haven’t even had my sponge bath yet. Take care all!