I wont lie and say the next few days were good. They were very difficult – painful, exhausting, frustrating and overall quite cloudy from the impact of the pain relief. (and three anaesthetics in the space of a month.)
What I’m wanting to share though is how amazingly my body wove its way through the healing process.
Day 5. Back home and a big reality check to see the changes, whilst standing in familiar surrounds.
Day 6. Another run in the car, just up to Dr D’s rooms. Wasn’t much fun.
The tissue expanders were really starting to ‘settle’ into place. He changed dressings etc. and was happy. As you can see I wasn’t finding much humour in Paul’s attempts to make me laugh. It hurt to laugh!

Day 7. Staggering. Still can’t believe that only a week prior to this shot, things were so very different.



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