There's a lot of numbness in my chest after the surgery. No I don't mean in some weird metaphorical emo way. I mean literally.
It's weird and squicks me out a little. Like, usually, most of the normal surface sensation comes back over time, and I think that I can expect it to. But as of right now I can poke myself and not feel it, and for some reason that really bothers me on a biological reaction level. You know, the same way people may get light headed at the sight of blood even if they don't really have any conscious issue with blood.
Speaking of blood. there are tubes sticking out of my chest to drain extra fluid. Gross right? Haha. I have to empty them out about once a day... They're soooo inconvenient, but preferable to a hematoma... That said, I can't wait until I can get them taken out. That'll be next Friday, so just one more week of this awkward grossness. XD
Anyway, thanks so much everyone that congratulated me and wished me well in my last journal. :D
Yesterday I found out who my suitemates are gonna be in college, so now I'm excited about that. I still haven't gotten my housing information in but someone has and he collected us together over the facebooks.
I got to be in the building I wanted, so I'll have a kitchen and even a DISHWASHER. You know who is excited about having a dishwasher? ME. Because that means that -I- don't have to be the dishwasher. ;)
And I -have- been reading journals. I just haven't been commenting because I'm a lazy ass. Sorry.
I could make some lame excuse for not commenting that involves narcotic drugs and how I've been flipping between "energetic" and "about to pass out" at seemingly random intervals. But I'm not even gonna bother.