well, it's done, and i've spent the last week in hell. this shit HURTS. ALOT. more than i expected...and i'm one that has been called "a stone." i feel like i'm almost over the hump; i think (FUCKING HOPE) the drains come out tomorrow...and as YUCK feeling as i expect that to be, i don't care!
the strangest and least expected thing that's happened is, i wake up multiple times a day and think i'm 9 months pregnant. there's gas moving around in there, and it's SO tight. there's so much pressure on my abdomen. my lower back hurts, my neck hurts, i feel itchy. i remember that i'm not pregnant, and then laugh a little that i'm actually quite far on opposite side of nine months pregnant.
it kinda feels like the end of the pregnancy line, if you know what i mean. i'm there; i've arrived.
and YES, there will be pictures...but probably not soon.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
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