Friday

Today was, by far, the best day! I spent most of the night awake, I'm not sure if it's because I've been sleeping so much or because I took a vicodin before I went to bed. Regardless, I woke up late, had breakfast and then fell asleep on the couch again until the afternoon.

I took off all my lovely "bindings" and decided to take a "one week after" photo in the same bathing suit I wore in the pictures I took "before". The band that I've started wearing has already helped, the implants seem to be settling down more. My stomach also looked exceptionally better than yesterday, I'd say almost half the swelling is gone already. Everything I read online last night said that it takes 4-6 weeks to see a major difference and up to 6 months to see the final results. When I was at the my appt yesterday I asked about what other pain meds I can take instead of Tylenol because I don't feel like it's working. I started taking Advil now instead, and I think it's finally helping with the swelling and pain because I feel much better. Also, it could be the walk yesterday as well. Who knows, all I know is that I feel and look much better than I have yet.

Then in all my feeling-good-ness I decided to clean myself up a bit and take a shower. This time was much different from the first, I was able to move much better, wash my hair again and even shave [you'd be amazed at what can happen under your arms in only a week!]. Once again I spent every last drop of hot water. I did my massages that I was instructed to do in the shower, and they were quite uncomfortable. I'm gaining more and more feeling back in them each day, and only to my chagrin as they are still oh so very sore.

So, since I continued to feel good I decided to try blow drying my hair. Success! It took a little longer than usual, but I was able to do it ok. [p.s. I've been putting vitamin E oil on my incisions and noticed today as I was applying that I have some nasty yellow bruises under each breast. Lovely.]

I also managed to take another walk up and down main street and it was much quicker than yesterday and I felt much more energetic. Since I can't make it to the gym like I'm used to, I think I'll continue the walking to keep me from going rigid. Once I was home I was still feeling good so I tidied up my apartment and even managed to {slowly} do my dishes.

Am I doing too much? Maybe. I'll probably find out tomorrow. But as of now, I finally feel back to normal {mostly} and am loving the new arm mobility and decreasing pain.

Here's to hoping it lasts...