Appointment Tomorrow

Tomorrow afternoon is the follow-up with the plastic surgeon.  One drain will come out, the satan drain will not.  There is still just too much drainage.  It's depressing, but not surprising.  It'll probably be the middle of next week and she'll tell me to come back in, and then I'll need to get Dad to take me all the way to Leawood, KS.  Sheesh.  I'm trying not to be depressed by it, but I'm failing a bit right now.

The other things I'm experiencing are normal, I'm quite sure, but I'll ask anyway.  The outside of my left arm and my armpit feels like they have a bad sunburn.  I'm sure it's because of nerves that were cut and damaged during surgery, but I'll ask.

I also want to drive.  I know I can't drive with drains in, but as soon as they're out, I want to drive.  I'll stop pain pills cold turkey if I have to.  I can't be this dependent.  It's making me crazy.  I guess I'm just in a fowl mood about satan drain.  I'll get over it.  The timing will work out for a meal out before the appointment.  That should help, right?