Thank you for the birthday wishes. I overdid it a little the day before (excessive sitting up and typing) so I left the computer off on my bday, but I'm seeing it all now!
My thing now is the discomfort of like, not being able to take a shower (ew), and having to lie flat on my back all the time, which I don't usually do so it's starting to get my neck and shoulders achy. Really hoping the weather doesn't prevent me from making the followup appointment on Monday, because I'm looking forward to getting the drains out.
A nice thing: This may seem a bit mad to be thinking about now, but I was worried about whether my guild would be okay without me, because they look to me for direction a lot. I was hoping someone would step up, and one guy did, which made me feel a lot better.
Other nice thing: My dad, shockingly, remembered that it was my birthday and called me. He even knew how old I was turning (29). I was not expecting this at all, and had to sheepishly admit that I was recovering from my surgery, and hadn't mentioned it to him before because I wasn't sure how he would take it. My relationship with my dad has always been strained, and he has not been a reliable source of support for my transition. Obviously this was unexpected news for him, but he handled it well and made it through the conversation without saying anything offensive. He asked me if I was happy and I said I was, and he said he was in favor of people being happy. Not quite the same as being happy about my life choices, but certainly close enough!
And now, time for a vicodin nap.
My thing now is the discomfort of like, not being able to take a shower (ew), and having to lie flat on my back all the time, which I don't usually do so it's starting to get my neck and shoulders achy. Really hoping the weather doesn't prevent me from making the followup appointment on Monday, because I'm looking forward to getting the drains out.
A nice thing: This may seem a bit mad to be thinking about now, but I was worried about whether my guild would be okay without me, because they look to me for direction a lot. I was hoping someone would step up, and one guy did, which made me feel a lot better.
Other nice thing: My dad, shockingly, remembered that it was my birthday and called me. He even knew how old I was turning (29). I was not expecting this at all, and had to sheepishly admit that I was recovering from my surgery, and hadn't mentioned it to him before because I wasn't sure how he would take it. My relationship with my dad has always been strained, and he has not been a reliable source of support for my transition. Obviously this was unexpected news for him, but he handled it well and made it through the conversation without saying anything offensive. He asked me if I was happy and I said I was, and he said he was in favor of people being happy. Not quite the same as being happy about my life choices, but certainly close enough!
And now, time for a vicodin nap.
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Date: 2011-08-27 04:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-27 05:29 pm (UTC)Happy birthday, and I hope you get to stop lying flat soon because augh yeah, the part where you get sore from lying still but aren't supposed to do anything about it kind of sucks.
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Date: 2011-08-27 06:26 pm (UTC)Happy birthday! You should probably plan a celebration when you're drained and ready to go out and have fun!
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Date: 2011-08-27 07:14 pm (UTC)Good healing and best wishes.
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Date: 2011-08-28 03:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-28 07:12 am (UTC)As for your dad managing a civilized conversation -- well, baby steps. I'm glad for you.
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Date: 2011-08-28 09:25 am (UTC)xx