Just taking it one day at a time.

Went to see Dr. Logan and he changed the dressing and ripped off the steri-strips.  I am still pretty bruised and the reconstruction looks gross to me but as always, Dr. Logan was in awe how good it looked.  I must wear dark shades whenever I go to his office because I do not see the same thing he does. 

He did say things looked good, the right side did look a little larger than the left and even when the swelling was gone it still may be a little bit bigger.  Trust me, it is so much smaller than it was I think I can live with a "little" bigger.  This happens in nature so I can deal with it.  I go back to see the nurse in a week to have my incisions checked and to remove any other stitches that may make their way to the surface.  Then I see Dr. Logan in a month for that follow up. 

The incision on my leg looks a little out of wack - pulling in an area and deformed but given where it is located not many people will ever see that area.  I am feeling pretty down and not sure what is going on.  I find myself just sitting and stretching my abs and wondering where will this lead me.  I am not sure if I will get any better than I am and I am fighting emotions and some sense of depression.

Time to head out the door to work which is another blog.  All I can say is I am happy to be counting down to retirement and not looking at 20 more years in the agency.  Life is really short and trying to please people all day long with little success is wearing on me.  So, do I have you depressed yet?

Tomorrow will be a better day and as always - today could be worse - I have been there.  :)