Goodbye, Stupid Drains!
Hooray, Hooray, Hooray!
My drains are out! My drains are out!
No
more tubes. No more feed bags. No more bulbs. I hated them ... and
they're finally gone! For the last two weeks, I have had tubes sticking
out of the sides of my body to drain off excess fluid in the surgery
sites. As a result, I have been sleeping flat on my back, a position of
which I'm not particularly fond. A few times a day, Scott had to empty
the drains, by pulling on the tubes and dumping the contents that
collected at in the bulbs. I was also not fond of that process. I think
that my good friend, Sarah, described it best when she simply said:
"blech." Yes, blech. That about sums up the whole thing.
As
a combination of the momentous day and the fact that the kids were here
this weekend, my spirits are a bit lighter than they were the last time
I posted. Our children are wonderful people ... and so is my plastic
surgeon for pulling those gross tubes out of me.
Yeah for today!
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