SO over these stupid drains. It has been 12 days since I've taken a proper shower and these tubes coming out of the sides of me are driving me nuts! Now that I'm feeling a little better, I've been going out in public a little more and wearing a fannie pack with pockets of puss and blood inside isn't exactly stylish for a gal my age. I've tried pinning the bags to the insides of my clothes/dresses but there's no hiding these ridiculous things.
Tonight I needed 15cc's or less on each side, followed by a repeat performance tomorrow morning. Just now I was at 37 and 32. Not cutting it. Jason's trying to be positive, saying things like, "maybe by Wednesday" but oh. my. gosh. I thought getting through the weekend was going to be tough. I don't think I can do this for much more. I'm considering canceling my appointment all together tomorrow; they'll tell me to come back in a few days. Waste of time if you ask me.
Guhh!
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