I'm writing off the top of my head, here. Thus the title of this post. It was the first thing that popped into my head.
The one-breast thing hasn't fully hit me yet, I'm sure. I still haven't looked. When the visiting nurse with her wild nasal Boston accent came on Friday, she gave me a running account of what she was seeing as she checked the wound and redid the dressing. There wasn't much to say, though. The gist of it was: "Oh that looks really good! It's healing very well." And then she measured the length of the incision: six inches.
Mostly it just feels blank there. And kind of numb.
Yesterday, to be honest, I barely thought about my one-breastedness because I stupidly took three of my old supplements -- all of which seemed highly unlikely (I thought) to have been the cause of that awful allergic reaction I had two weeks ago. Well, I was wrong. Not long after I took them, my skin began to feel prickly from my scalp to my knees, and after only a couple of hours I was covered in furiously itching hives.
Of course I should have added back only one supplement at a time, in order to find out which one I'm allergic to. But I felt cocky and was convinced that it wouldn't be one of these (curcumin, resveratrol, iodine). The good news is, though, that at least I did get it narrowed down to "only" three possible culprits as opposed to seven or eight.
But oh my god, yesterday I thought I was going to die from the stress of that wild prickling, itching, inflamed body of mine. This is NOT the time to be having such an allergic reaction. I'm sure it works against the healing I'm trying to do. And I'm taking Benadryl, which is not a medication I like taking...but it's the only thing that even begins to help. It doesn't stop the itching or the rash/welts, but it takes the edge off, so that I don't have the screaming meemee's.
Other news: My sister Jill arrived yesterday afternoon, talking a mile a minute because she was so ramped up about her son Graham's participation in a big snowboarding event AND about the fact that while she had been in an airport bar (so she could see the TV and maybe get a glimpse of him in the race) she actually HAD see him, and what she saw was him way out of ahead of everyone else...until he crashed.
At that very moment, she had to board the plane and thus had no idea if or how badly Graham might have been hurt. Turned out he was okay, but four more of the racers crashed in rapid succession after he did, and one was injured
BTW, I should mention Graham was recently declared #1 in the World Cups category of "snowboard cross in the U.S. and #2 in the world. And his snow cross team is going to the Olympics this year.
So..Jill was all pent up from the excitement over Graham, plus just the usual travel discombobulation...and was thus talking so fast we could barely keep up.