22 more days until my birthday.
First day leaving the hospital.
My only feeeling is that I’ve been hit by a bus and it ran over me 10 times.. yet I’m still alive just to feel the pain.
The pain is horrible. Every now and then when I get myself to go to the bathroom I’ll take a peak at the scar. I really want to cry even if they told me the scar will go dow, the bump will be gone, it will get lighter. etc.
I had asked for the incision to be of my rib cage, then instead, they go and change doctors and do it from the sternum. I was furious. Cutting through the bone and the middle of you feels like youre dying but not fully dead. I won’t dread you with how far deep down the scar really goes