One of the banes of my current existence. Not sure that I've talked about this. You can see it in the picture I took day 1 - it's that white thing I'm wearing. It's like a combination of a girdle or some really tight Spanx. The purpose of wearing one after surgery is twofold - one is to help push swelling away from the skin and the second is to help the skin adhere to your new shape. So it's necessary, but imagine wearing a girdle all day and all night long. Pretty sucky.
So this morning when I got up early as usual to take my medication and clean out the drains, I took the cg off so that Marc could wash it out. It needs to be hand washed/air dried and there were several bloody spots from where the incisions leaked. Then I went back to bed for a couple of glorious hours without wearing the garment. It allowed me to feel my new flat stomach, too, which was pretty surreal.
I think I may try to walk a little on the treadmill today. Nobody panic - I'm not talking about power walking for miles - I'm talking about a very slow casual walk for a short distance since I can't get outside. This sitting around all day is not for me!