A complete and utter whirlwind. I had work and some cool cultural events such as seeing the original Jurassic Park in a theater which was great but it’s all kind of a blur because bottom surgery is now less than a week away. I did my best to prepare my apartment for the recovery and stocking up on stuff a bit. But honestly, I was mostly focused on not getting sick. I noticed some tiredness and body aches on Friday and cancelled almost all plans I had for the weekend. I have my last 3 days of work Mon-Wed and will try my best to not get sick next week before leaving for surgery. What a ride.
I realised today that I haven’t really felt normal since August. First I had two months of existential anguish because of insurance denying surgery, now three weeks of euphoria and finally a week of anxiety over getting sick. I’m so so looking forward to when I’m there and “just” have to recover. I’m sure it will be hard but at least I’ll just have to chill out.
Also: Very funny to announce each morning that it’s the last [weekday] with a penis.
This week was crazy. I had GRS last week. Wtf? It actually happened. Up until the last hours I was convinced something would still go wrong, but then it just happened. And now I’m a week into recovery and doing really well! The first few days were very hazy and I barely did anything other than doze and scroll Instagram a bit. I’m lucky to have a lot of people visit me which has made the harder days more bearable and since Thursday, I’ve been feeling better almost every day! Today I finished the first of the four books I took for recovery (I Who Have Never Known Men) and loved it. I’ll probably leave the hospital on Thursday which gives me three more days of chilling out and just regaining my strength. But honestly, I already feel better than expected. I can walk fine, reading and concentration are up again and spirits are up as well. Very tough, but good week!