Hello everyone,
The past couple of days have been, how do I put it? Crazy
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Cecropia, I am moved in, my things are literally everywhere, I still haven’t found the microwave or my beloved coffee pot
The movers management were supposed to hire, turned out to be three maintenance workers whom, even though the boxes were marked ‘brightly’ kitchen, den, bed, ect decided to play a game of let’s put boxes and furniture anywhere we want. And I mean anywhere, there is a guitar and violin on my kitchen counter, my beautiful primitive kitchen hutch is in the den. My poor daughters worked vigorously last night, climbing, and moving boxes in and out of a smaller bedroom; just to get my box springs, so they could finish putting my bed together. We were all exhausted, but I slept like a baby ( had a bad week at my moms, we clash) plus ( management was suppose to have my apt done a week before surgery, every time I called, I got a new story...all the way up to moving day. I had just had it, and with things bad at moms, I needed to be home or I was going to be back in the hospital)
Today, ( 7/16/19) I ended up at the doctor because my incision started bleeding, so bad it came through my cloths. I just broke.
My oldest daughter has the patience of Job, no lie! She calmed me down, because I’m an emotional wreck, I’m exhausted mentally and physically at this point! My OS is great, they got me right in today, I had xrays ( that was horrific; the way they made me lay, and so rude...even after telling how painful it was in tears).
Dr said it was normal drainage, that everything looked good and wants me to clean it with beta-dine and redress twice a day. I didn’t mean for this to be such a long post, sorry
but I love you guys so much!
Many Blessings