I feel pretty, oh so pretty....

I am clean! Squeaky clean! Took my first post-surgery shower Wednesday and have showered every day since. What a wonderful feeling!

After my surgery last week, my surgeon told me to keep my stitches and drains dry. "No showers?", I whined. "Nope, just birdbaths," he said.

Birdbaths? While I chuckled at his choice of words, I was very disappointed. If you can't shower, why bother? You don't get clean in a bathtub, you just sit in dirty water. It's fun if you have candlelight and a glass of wine, but I didn't think that would go with my painkillers very well.

So I kind of wallowed in my filth for a few days. I did let the nurse help me wash up before I left the hospital, and I may have wiped down my pits once or twice after that. I don't sweat much these days, even with the hot flashes (I'm officially post-menopausal now, remember....the ovaries are gone) so I wasn't that bad. At least no one said anything.

You can imagine how pleased I was to get the go-ahead on the shower, once I got the drains and sutures out. I've showered every day since, just because I can!