It’s been five days since Dr. Pardo made a three-inch incision on the face of my neck, just above the collarbone, and removed the left lobe of my thyroid. Five days and two showers later, the “hickey fence” (as Thom calls it) looks pretty good and is healing up nicely. I’ve got a slight yellowish bruise blossoming on my throat, and I feel like someone used my neck as a P90X punching bag. It’s starting to itch a bit, so I’m keeping my hands busy by scanning historical photos for work.
It still really hurts to swallow, and I’m avoiding food that requires too much chewing and taking small bites. I’ve rediscovered my love of popsicles and have just about lost my enthusiasm for ginger ale.
Today I had my first non-parental post-operative visitors — Sarah, Catelyn and Caleb. They joined me for lunch — blueberry waffles! — and a little Kung Fu Panda and Jenga. (The Jenga where I build a tall tower and Catelyn knocks it down…) We had a wonderful visit before they had to go and take their naps, and I had to go back to scanning.
Tomorrow Mom is taking me back up to Annapolis for my post-op appointment, and Dr. Pardo is going to take the stitches out. I can’t wait to see what it’ll look like after that! Stay tuned…
BTW — Miss Kitty?? Still doing so good!
I checked on her all day, but even when I was hanging out with the Jones’ and totally not paying attention to her, she behaved! I’m speechless, seriously. I don’t know what’s going on in her little feline head; why NOW she’s decided to not lick all her fur off — but I truly hope this is the start of a new era:
Miss Kitty, the Hood-less Years