As of yesterday, I can fully extend my arms out to my sides, and bring them – *slowly!* – all the way up over my head. Yes, I’m proud.
I may put it on my resume.
And, as of this morning, the Tegaderm patch under my arm – which was most irritating, btw – came off. The top edge had come loose in the shower, and rather than leave it on any longer when it wasn’t really doing its job, I peeled it back and off. Down to steri-strips there.
The other Tegaderm is intact, and I’ll leave it until it starts to fail, or becomes too irritating – it’s a little bit scarier to peel back that bandage and see what lies underneath. Starting to get some feedback pain from that incision, sudden sharp stabbing pains which come and go quickly, and which I’m taking as a Good Sign of things healing. Nothing I need ‘pain management’ for – I’ve only taken the one pill so far, the first night, and I’m hoping to keep it that way.
Still pretty easily tired – stamina is NOT in my vocabulary as of yet – and spending most of my time reading and dozing in bed. I need to start working on managing the house repairs (always nagging at the back of my mind), get that ball rolling and underway. I did manage to pull out all the fiberglass and plastic, both upstairs and down, before surgery, so that it can dry out a bit, and the roof patch seems to be holding – no sign of damp yet after a day and half of steady rain.
I want it all well in place before I get knocked back again – it’s hard enough to manage when everything else is going smoothly; I can’t see it being easier coming from Chemoland.
So, onward! And am I not a rockstar?!?