Just as a refresher, before my abdominoplasty, I had this dream where my fill appointments did not involve ports or saline. Not the greatest thing in the world to have a sex dream about your surgeon. Anyway, so I analyzed and analyzed this dream so I could rationalize it in my brain, and figure out what my little mind was actually thinking. At the time, I settled on the analysis that it was fulfillment I was looking for from him... thinness and tummy tuck. Well, now I REALLY get what it meant... my surgeon gives me what I NEED... narcotics!
He took my pain seriously! BETTER THAN SEX. Well, for the moment anyway. I'm on a quarter of a baby dose, spaced really far apart, but taking that edge off makes all the difference in the world. I don't get a high or anything, and I can still feel discomfort, but NO burning pain. He didn't even blink an eye when I told him pain was still a huge issue for me at this point post operatively. So, if you asked me if I was sorry about my TT today... I would say "no". It's all in the pain relief.
Ok, love you all... I've got lots of work to do... (no, I do not blog ALL day long)... XOXO