SRS: 9th and 10th days after surgery
Ooops, forgot yesterday. Well, I was dispatched and super tired!
So, yesterday was the last night in the hospital. I had some hot flashes again before falling asleep, making it slower but was able to sleep rather well anyway. The morning went pretty much by just waiting that am I really going to be released, and after I got confirmation around 10 am, I started little by little gather my things together and swap to normal clothes. I was pretty much ready around 1 pm, when I got my papers. The only problem with them was that the medical certificate for sick leave was written between 20.10. - 2.12., which wasn't what they promised me and told the nurse about that. I had monday 19th as sick leave in time tracking thingy at work already, so I couldn't use the certificate as is. After a half an hour or so, I got new, correct medical certificate with different dates. This time starting correctly from 19.10. but was written until 10.12. 😂 Well, whatever, one more week off work than what I thought. I was originally planning to be the week 49 on vacation, and now the sick leave will end on week's 50 thursday. Add vacation day to friday and done.
With papers sorted out, I walked longest distance (🤣) in a week to the reception and ordered a cab to railway station. Then, in the railway station grabbed some food and iced latte (Robert's coffee ice latte with raspberry syrup is super good btw!) and strolled to the train, being reminded about walking speed every other second as I really need to take it slow. And if I don't, my pussy will remind me about it.
And talking about pussy reminding things, sitting is also a thing it likes to remind not liking. Even with ring pillow, I need to shift position slightly after a while. I also went to grab normal coffee from restaurant car during the ride as it was getting really unpleasant to sit and I'm not even allowed to sit over one hour at a time. With that I was able to manage it, it was 1.5 hour long ride after all. When I got back to Tampere, my friend escorted me home as that was again longest distance in a while which I have walked so I didn't want to do it alone. It was actually long enough that I confirmed from physiotherapist that was it ok. And everyone said that it should. Main concern being fainting. Wearing mask did it's own thing as well, adding up with the dizziness, but I was able to take it off when I got outside from the railway station of Tampere.
After dropping some shit to home and not-so-brief toilet visit, I visited pharmacy as well as I need to have two different antibiotics for a week and the damn Klexane injection for 30 days. Took the pills and injection (which was much easier this time, took only a minute) and went to sleep. Had little bit hard time getting asleep but after I did, slept well.
Today I have been only alone at home, watching anime and reading manga while laying in bed and trying to keep up with the eating habits the hospital was able to make me learn already. And I think I have managed at least somewhat. I have had some weird headache the whole day but dunno, maybe it's just of getting proper coffee at last. Today's injection took only like 10 seconds so I'm seriously getting used to poking myself with needles.
Peeing has been little bit difficult today. I really need to push that anything comes out. It feels like the muscle control isn't really there yet and it's not releasing properly. The end of the tube might be bit scarred as well, making it's own problems as well. Both should get better with time though, today has been just quite annoying.
Took my first post-op full frontal nude as well and took better look of myself from the mirror. Gosh it looks good. And I noticed the point about dysphoria as well. I don't magically feel amazing, but instead of getting major dysphoria, I notice my mouth to turn into a smile :3 It's still healing but it's Correct™. The dysphoria was like that already though, that only in certain situations I was dysphoric in a first place. So now my mind can really start to heal as nothing as heavy as dysphoria is pushing it down anymore. I'm pretty sure that when I'm allowed to start HRT again, I'm going to bloom. I'm waiting that so much. I already shed some tears of joy when I got bouquet from my company today with flower delivery. I didn't know I was such a romanticist 😂.
I think I will start to write bit more rarely again, especially the recovery time at home is quite dull to write about. I have a checkup coming up next week anyway and maybe some thoughts will gather together during couple of days.
'Til next time~ 💜