Am pleased to report that our visit with He-Who-Touched-My-Brains, went quite well. Doctor is pleased with the goings along. There is much to heal, as we all learned today, but Doc was pleased. There is more pain and discomfort to come. I so thought this was it. He removed the disc from the surgerical site, cleaned it off, provided my Bride with a quick little in service and while reapplying the disc - in turn gave this rubbery/plastic and it's 2 X a day process to Brenda...
...my Bride, Doctor, Nurse, BFFF all-in-one. My Babe, gets stuck with this every operation.
This is the absolute first time Brenda grossed out while dressing the wound. It happened post shower and wash of my skull, after so many days waiting. Speaking of which, while taking a wonderfully luke warm shower, I could feel the flap of incision from surgery. Flip-flap in the shower. Gross shit for sure. I was informed at hospital last week that there were stitches under the flesh...
...um, not according to what Brenda didn't see under this disc.There remains a good bleed and I am concerned with this rudimentary plastic/rubber transparent disc - "all sign's" of what is occurring beneath it is visible for all to see, in all of this rich grossness. Even though much better, a foul smell remains and I do not know if I have mentioned this before, but I do not like smelling an unkempt me.
Please, I brush the tooth twice a day, a swish with Listerine, I shower as many times a day as I must, I use ethnic soap which is mild and good for my skin, and I shower my balding head daily. I do my own nails, because I do not trust the Folks at Sunny Sue's Nails and Salon. Them or their environment. Scares me to deaf! Hell, I'm afraid to go with Brenda! Ha! Please!
But really, this surgical site grossed the poop out of my Dear. And I want one of those damned ill shape baseball catcher cups so bad!! Yeah-yeah, I know - right? I couldn't wait to rid myself of this wound seal, now I wish there was a replacement for the one disposed in bio-hazardous material red bags. Gross! But, my Kindred, I will be making a call to my Doctors office at the start of day. Also want to see if He-Who, would re-create a disc for me. This one is too small for what it needs to do. He saw that today and also observed where this disc acted as a blade and sliced into the skin flap of my scalp. Oh, the disgusting soup this creates in my stomach while thinking of the all of this.
Doc., wants me back in two weeks as a surgical follow up...
...my Crystal Ball whispers there shall be issues with the healing process's. I am not afraid, I am certain. I am actually surprised to see with my own eye's how disgusting and perhaps even disturbing to know everybody and everyone has a birds eye view of this hole in my head encircled by, and with-in it's own satellite dish.
Brothers and Sisters, I assure you, this is a certain site indeed.
All-in-all, I am pleased with our visit with He-who-Touched-My-Brain. I love him and his Staff as if they are My Kinfolk. In special ways - they have indeed become kinfolk. I love them all.
On this matter, I have no more to say at this time.
Love, peace and more peace, me
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