Of course we have had a stomache bug going around our family since post op day #1. I was hit with it last night. That's where the shitastic comes in. Luckily, I have a fridge full of anti-emetics, which helped me get through the night. I did go into work for an hour this morning, and I actually felt pretty good. Now I'm just feeling like I was hit by a truck. I'm also trying to space out my pain meds. I guess the point is, I'm not as much of a happy camper as I was yesterday.
I'm posting a picture of my dressings, without my binder. My abdomen is really very swollen. It's frustrating because I have surgery weight on, and even though everything is flat, I still feel fat. I know it will go away, but I'm enjoying my pity party. Don't even try to talk me out of it. :)
Happy Friday, I'm going to bed.