It’s been a crazy couple weeks since my second surgery. Since I’m having my Thursday Night Date Night with B tonight (ie, we’re tucked in bed watching documentaries), I’m going to make this short and sweet.
Thirty hours after surgery, I almost ripped a drain out. It’s still bruised two weeks later.
I won the coveted Justin Bieber stocking at the local cigar shop’s tacky Christmas sweater contest. Drains and all (they were tucked under my sweater) I also got another 2 inches cut off my hair so that I could wear it more “mohawk-y.”
I got an early Christmas present two days before Christmas when I got my drains out. Both the nurse practitioner and Mr. Dr. Plastic Surgeon cringed when they saw the bruises. It looks like third surgery, which will be nipple reconstruction, will be sometime this summer. I’m most likely swapping out my implants then, since I’m not a hundred percent happy with the ones that went in. They are still loads better than the expanders, though.
The week before surgery, B and I picked out a roll of peppermint sugar cookies for our cookies for Santa. He decided that defeating Grammy in Wii bowling was more important than cookie making, so I ended up knocking these bad boys out by myself. I’m so glad that I’m here and healthy for another year of our family Christmas traditions. We even started some new ones this year.
Nathan and I celebrated our 13th anniversary on the 28th with a trip to Steak ‘n Shake followed by seeing the amazing movie Unbroken. I’m so blessed to have this man in my life. He’s walked every step of this journey with me.
The newest development is that I have developed a selfie addiction. I’m pretty sure it’s a direct result of the newest incarnation of my haircut. When I started this blog, I could only find one selfie. I’m afraid to even count how many I’ve taken in the last two weeks….
I realized that I haven’t posted the best Christmas gift of all: my genetic testing came back all clear! 25 markers tested and nothing showed up as a concern. Not that I’m super attached to my ovaries, but removing them would have caused some hormonal problems I’d rather avoid.
All in all, 2014 has been full of highs and lows. I’m ready to see what 2015 brings.