If you piss me off after December 1st I won’t be able to shrug to demonstrate my indifference to you and your opinion. So if you want to see me shrug you’ll have to bore me or annoy me before then. (if I don’t laugh I’m going to cry)
I saw the plastic surgeon today. I’m having surgery on Thursday, December 1st.
She is again going to take skin from my leg. However, this time she is also taking muscle from my back. The skin won’t adhere to the titanium plate alone so she needs tissue for use under that. The muscle she is using controls the ability to shrug. (I swear to God, I’m not joking. You can’t make this shit up.)
It’s a more extensive surgery and will be more painful (nothing like knowing that up front) so I’ll have to be in the hospital overnight so she can observe me.
I’ll have to see her closer to the date of surgery for a pre-op visit and of course I’ll have to have pre-op blood work. Her office is supposed to call me with the details. Based on their track record I’m not betting on getting a phone call.
So that’s all the news from me today. It wasn’t exactly how I wanted to spend this (or any) Halloween and it was unexpectedly more serious than I imagined it would be. I’m a lot freaked out about the more serious surgery and the (hopefully) overnight stay. I’m not sure how I feel about having a muscle in my back cut out. I still don’t feel emotionally able to have another surgery and hearing about the surgery and recovery made me more anxious about having to live through the recovery period too.
Thanks for stopping by every day. I love you all.
~ Carol Anne