|Look at this sucker!!!|
It was my first major surgery ever and the most jarring part of it to me was when I woke up (and don't remember dosing off) with my lower arm wrapped in huge cotton batting and a large ace bandage.
I also had a trigger thumb that the doctor detected which is nice, because I didn't, so she fixed that as well. Having a morbid sense of humor and curiosity, I couldn't help but undo it all to see what my hand looked like. I felt a bit of dissociation and amazement at the same time. It's absolutely awe-inspiring what doctors can do!
Two boring weeks later (because I could hardly do anything, so I basically just slept, ate and watched TV), I took out the stitches on my thumb because the gauze and cotton were constantly tugging at them. I let the surgeon take out the rest at the next appointment and to show her my gratitude, I have her a pair of fleur-de-lis charm earrings I made a while ago and she loved them!