I didn't mean to go away like that. I am feeling very good, and the recovery is going well, but the general anaesthetic really knocked me for a loop. I have spent a fair bit of time on the computer this week - I've been working from home (reduced hours), so any time spent here was basically for work. Add into the mix that I'm still a Mom, and the boy was in basketball camp all week, necessitating rides to and from, well, blogging fell down the list. I can't seem to wrap my head around writing a post - there is the afterthought heel one I'm working on, and showing you what I've been knitting (mostly the silk/wool cardigan that I refuse to call Vitamin D...) I promise they're coming. I just can't promise when. We're heading back to the cottage tonight (I can't wait!), and next week I'm back to the office, so I hope to get some picture posts up soon.
As far as the recovery - things are really going well - the stitches and bandages have been removed, so while I no longer look like a slasher movie survivor, I look like I've taken a pretty good punch to the throat. But even that bruising is slowly fading. I have a follow up appointment next month to go over the pathology, but the biopsy was negative, so we have high hopes for the pathology.
What's funny is all the remedies for scarring I've been given - Bio Oil! Vitamin E Oil! Golden Salve! Everyone is convinced that their remedy is best. I accept them all and tell no one what I'm actually doing. Really? It's my neck, and the surgeon is also a plastic surgeon. It looks pretty good right now.
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Thought guys liked scars... Seriously, glad to hear you're better.
Isn't funny how life gets in the way of blogging?
I'm not at all surprised that you were knocked for a loop by the anaesthetic, and surely the heat and humidity have not helped. I'm so glad to hear that you are doing well. Hope the breezes off the water keeps things just the right temperature!
To be one more (hopefully not obnoxious) voice...
One of my kids had surgery at the bottom of her neck as a toddler, precancerous cells that wrapped halfway around her neck and beyond. The plastic surgeon had us put paper medical tape on it 24/7 for six months, saying the slight pressure would keep the scarring down.
Her father gets huge keloid scars, but my 25-year-old's neck? You can barely see it and only in the right light. Given what it was, that's quite something.
(And yes, we managed to convince a then-18-month-old that no she couldn't take that tape off, and she didn't ever try.)
Glad to hear all is well. Your cottage sounds so wonderful.
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