Moving Along

Things continue to progress on this end. All bandages and steri-strips are off now and most of the scabs have washed away. For the first time in 5 months the headlights are on (but nobody's home...) Get it? Sorry; bad joke.

Anyway, I've been pardoned from the penance of wearing the 'bra' for now, but I must still wear the binder. It's still a hate-hate relationship with the thing, but I'm a little more used to it now. Having proportionately larger hips than my waist means that I'm constantly pulling it down as it never fails to inch up my torso. And the itching, oh my lord!! Especially around my back at the lipo sites. At first I just thought it was the area healing, but I was a bad girl last night and took off the binder to sleep. Lo and behold, this morning I was 'itch-free.' It was wonderful!

I'm looking forward to getting back to life. My doctor told me I could not drive until this coming Monday, so I've been working from home all week. I sounds nice, but it's been a little frustrating that I feel perfectly fine to get out but I've been sequestered at home. The weather has been a little warmer here, so I've really enjoyed my daily walk to the post office.

On a more somber note, I've started going through Mom's things. I woke up yesterday and I knew I was ready, so I took the day off from work. Going through drawer after drawer, a wave of emotions washed over me. I went through all of the 'get well' and condolence cards sent. I reread every one. Laughter, sadness, pride in such wonderful friends and family went through me. I found pictures long forgotten, Mom's collections of everything from lapel pins and buttons to an unbelievable supply of stationary (the REALLY good stuff too...) I guess I have no excuse not to write anymore. And good lord! The SOCKS that woman had! I've only begun to get through it and there is still so much more to go. In some respects, it's a little sad doing it by myself, but it's very private and intimate and I can take the time I need to get through it. I feel her there with me, laughing and crying right along with me. Reliving all the memories.