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[derien]

It was cold in here all morning - not uncomfortably cold, for me, just right for a constant flow of hot tea and hot soup (I love soup) and hot chocolate and the like - but then just about the time the sun started baking in and warming it up, the radiators kicked on, for the first time this year. Kicked on with so much steam, in fact, that I moved the armoir a little further from the radiator it sits near, in the bedroom, for fear of it's warping (don't worry, I just leaned into it with my butt and let my weight move it, no arms.)

I don't like to close the shades, usually, because that's the only source of heat at this time of year. Consequently it's impossible to use the computer in the middle of the day because it's back to the sunniest window in the house. Today it turned out I might as well have pulled the shade, as it actually got too hot!

Meanwhile, I'm trying to stop using the oxycodone because I'd hoped to get a few things done today, and then menstrual cramps kicked in whoa and I ended up again today fleeing from the brightness and and heat, stripping to my underwear, and laying down in the bedroom for an hour. Finally I called the surgeon's office and asked if it was okay for me to start taking Advil again, since the extra strength Tylenol doesn't seem to do a thing for cramps, and I don't really want to take an oxycodone and just fall asleep for who knows how long. The girl there said it should be okay at this point to have Advil instead of oxycodone.

She also finally had the information which they'd gathered during the surgery back for me - I had been waiting for this. Yes, in fact, they took out a little less than half a pound of material from my right breast, and a little less than a pound from the left breast. (The person I'd talked to before didn't have the note in front of her but ventured that she thought it was around 200 grams and 400 grams, so she'd probably remembered about right I imagine.) So, about twice as much had to be removed from the left.

I had to go to the corner store for milk, so I took a little walk around the neighborhood just now. What a perfect autumn day. The air is clear and just the right temperature for jeans, shirt sleeves and sandals (at least for my feet - I like my feet cool), with only a slight breeze rustling the tree tops, not bothering you at street level. People are taking advantage of the last good weather, walking around the neighborhood and there are the clatter of busyness and boisterous chatter of workmen, finishing up repairs on the houses. (I live on the edge of a neighborhood where work is done by workmen and the house owners stand around watching, suspiciously. They're mostly old and rich and can't do it themselves, and these houses are nearly all on historic registers so the work has to be done nicely, no home-hackjobbed.)

I was awfully aware of my hip movement, and my gait seemed to me to be a little clumsy, though I guess I can't expect anything else with such a change in weight distribution and having laid around for so long. It felt marvelous, though. :)

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[acanthaster.livejournal.com]

What a beautiful post... I bet you'll be glad you're writing down these first new feelings after your surgery, to remember.