I'm pretty sure I've mentioned before how I do not like being "bound" in any way: How I remove my bra and shoes once I enter my house. And my jeans. I wear T-shirts and loose cotton house pants or shorts at home. So try to imagine my extreme discomfort of having this sling on for 223 and 1/2 hours. Not only is the thing on my neck and back, there is also a waist belt. And I still have 2 weeks and 2 and 1/2 days to go.
And I'm tired of sleeping propped up. So, basically, I'm going through a phase of just trying to be cool about the little things that are starting to drive me insane. Other than that and the creepy black bruises, everything is good. I have my post-op appointment Tuesday morning. Yes, that is Valentine's Day. We are going to go out for lunch afterwards and that will be my first day out since the surgery. I'll let you know how all of that works out. Meanwhile, I will work on trying to ignore all these straps.