One thing I noticed last night as I was considering my arm - the graft is actually smaller than the temporary graft I got in Houston. It's close to the size of the graft from last summer. Part of that is that if you close up the hole left by removing my ECRL muscle, there's less tissue inside. But that was true after the December surgery. Reid did say he'd pulled things nice and tight during the surgery. Will be interesting to see, if and when I am able to build muscle (not the one I lost the ones that are left) whether the skin, including the graft, will expand along with the growth. Guess we'll see.
After he caught me staring at my arm in tears last night, Bill brought me a little orchid plant. So lovely. I'm blessed in many ways. And Rosemary sent me some prescription-strength lavender to help heal the wounds. Meanwhile Karen asked my permission to read this blog to her naturopath friends at an upcoming conference. She thinks I should be using honey for wound healing. Just wish something would work. Especially on the donor site which hurts like hell, even as it is so amazing to me that the graft itself no longer does, bacteria and pealing or not. Drink a toast to the absence of staples.
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