Yesterday started pretty good. I was a little anxious to get the stitches out. Was eight days long enough for it to have healed? It is in a place where there’s a lot of tension. The memories when Gary ask me to cut some stitches out of his leg one time popped into my head. Why on earth did I let him talk me into doing that? That sucker busted right back open bigger than Dallas. Thank goodness boys like scars because he was definitely going to have one now. That was pretty scary…….lol
Okay, back to my stitches. Gary called and ask if I wanted him to go with me and I told him he was welcome to come if he wanted but I wanted him to take some pictures. He is not a person who likes pictures at all and sees no importance of me documenting my journey so he grumbled a little and agreed. I think he just wanted to be there to hear for himself that the cancer was gone.
I needed to coach him on the camera because when Dr. Lowe came in I didn’t want to have to be saying, “Get up here and TAKE MY PICTURE!!” (I’m feeling like I need to get up and take a Valium just telling you this story….lol.) Why are men so difficult? They make you think they understand but then they do a 180 and do what they want. Let’s just say, he’s fired from taking pictures.
Dr. Lowe came in smiling like I expected. I just really like him. I know his smile is probably partly determined on my smile and attitude so I must have been shining. I have been really pleased with the way things look so far. It’s not the scar. The scar is actually the easy part. It’s the symmetry of my face that was the big thing for me. I didn’t want one side looking way different than the other. I was very impressed that the awesome reconstruction he did (he and God) under the skin has been so noticeable on top.
He took out the pathology report and gave us a copy. He pointed out where it said, “Margins of resection, superior and inferior margins less than 1mm.” He said “that might be good enough for the government but its not good enough for us. We want to take a little more by resising the scar.” He showed me where he will be cutting and it’s actually on top of and below where the tumor was. He explained he thought that it wouldn’t make the scar any worse and hopefully make it look slightly better. He definitely said he wouldn’t be doing anything to the width if it. Thank goodness. I think a four inch diagonal slash is plenty long. Oh yes, and he reminded me that I will look my worst at two months. How can that be? I think he means the actual scar will look it’s worst. Of course, he’s not saying “I’m” going to look worse…. 🙂
He began to get his tools to start cutting the stitches out and there was a bunch of them. Guess what my husband did? He sat there. Of course I had to embarrass myself and say, “Will you please get up here and TAKE MY PICTURE!!!” He stood up and ask the Dr if he minded if he took some pictures, that I was a pictures taking fool and thought I needed pictures of everything. Dr. Jim is so laid back and so accommodating, he said, ” Absolutely, get up here and take all the pictures you want. It doesn’t bother me at all.” He actually even took his iPhone out and snapped a few himself. 🙂
So he starts to cutting them out and I felt everyone of them. Man, did that ever smart!! There was a bunch of them. He got them out, and began to redress it. When he applies the steri-strips, he glues them down..!! He likes to lock in that moisture that my body will make which contains the good stuff God gives us for healing. So he goes heavy on the gluing. He told me to leave it on for five days and then redress it myself. I am to come back in two weeks and we will pick the best day to do the revision.
Gary and I got in Tahoe to head home and I looked in the mirror. I defiantly looked a little worse. I saw instant bruising. Dang! How could that be? I looked so good before and now it looked like I had red brownish bruising like it was maybe bleeding just under the skin. I thought, great, I kick cancer to the curb and here I’m going to die of internal bleeding on my way home….. ha ha
We stopped and got milk and a few extra things on the way home. This Oklahoma weather is going to show it’s unpredictability Monday. More snow!!! I need sunshine.
So to make this long story a little shorter, when I got home and was able to look in the magnified mirror, I was able to see that the internal bleeding was reddish brownish glue. He gets a little crazy with the glue!! Thank you God, I’m going to live another day…… Ha ha
P.S. I almost forgot……when I looked at my camera, he had taken one freaking picture! He is so fired from the job. I didn’t even get a picture so I could see what it looked like with the stitches out!!!! Now I have to wait FIVE days!!! He said, “I sure thought I took more than one picture.” Yeah, he will not be the attending photographer when I get the next stitches out..!! 🙂