So I saw the plastic surgeon today to get the stitches out, all 2 of them. He had another dr with him, a resident maybe, they were talking about how he’d been to school for 15 years and soon was going to be able to do something to someone. Anyhow. My Dr was pointing out all the good things about my implant, how much more natural it looks now that the Fraser Health Authority has allowed the new type of procedure, pointing out the good job he’d done. I laughed, which made him blush. I told him I was just glad it looked so good.
The skin transplant-he started explaining about people donating parts when they die, I cut him off, said I got all that but why was it used on me. He needed it to lengthen my pectoral muscle or the implant would sink down my ribs. And that also explains the extreme pain. Not only do they cut the muscle off the ribs, but they sew a foreign body to it. Also explained all the antibiotics I had. Apparently the expander for the other side is going to hurt more than this one did. They lift the muscle off my ribs, slip the expander under it and expand it over time, stretching the pectoral muscle until the space formed by the expander will fit the actual implant. Oh happy day 😦 I see him next week again.
Stopped at a market on the way home and picked up some treats I usually can’t find or don’t buy, fresh figs, mussels and Chilliwack corn. Dinner is going to be awesome!