I’m going to post some
pictures here for those that have the stomach to look. My nurse friends always want to "see the details." Tonight, I got a look at the wound with the
graft – from the last surgery – the one the doctor said look so good. I’m not sure what his measuring stick is, but
I would not have used the word “good”.
But I don’t know what other positive word he could have used. Anyway, I needed to change the dressing on
it, so I had to take it off.
Honestly? I almost cried! Is this really what I will live with for the
rest of my life??? I came out of the
bathroom, and said to Guy, “This is really not pretty!” He tried to reassure me by saying that the
edges were swollen and red, and that would decrease with time. He reminded me of how ugly my arm was as it
was healing, and how it looks today.
Well, my arm is still not very pretty today, but the sight of it does
not bother me. Guy dressed it back up
like they had done it since I can’t really do it one handed while holding a
mirror. I sure hope I’ll be able to wear
a wig before too long. The good thing
is, winter is coming, and I have lots of really cute hats. All summer, I’ve just gone bare-headed. Most of the time I’ve had some kind of
bandage back there. But this little
number will have to be covered for a while.
OK, I’ll have you scroll down to view the picture. And then I’ll add some others.
That is some crater, isn't it? It's not like the nice full flap in the upper left of the picture.
Here is my arm as it was
healing and then completely healed.
I’m just hoping that over
time, there will be some measure of improvement in the appearance on my head.
But as always…….I’m in His
hands…….
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