There is no pain you are receding

Litsa showed me a picture of a fellow recipient who is tracking how the return of sensation is going, and it gave me an idea. Realizing of course that no one really wants to see my aged 6 pack, I decided to crack open Gray’s Anatomy and see what I had in my sketchbook that would fit the bill. It didn’t take me long to grab a shot of this image and make an illustration of how it’s going for me.

Comfortably numb

Everything in blue is where I have below normal sensation of the skin and muscles (or my huge muscles as my son would say), there isn’t any place left anymore that I cannot feel it if I am touched there – which I think is pretty damned good. But there is a fairly large are where just flat out feels weird almost anytime I touch it or bump it. It’s as if I have been to the dentist and he numbed my belly instead. Okay, well that would be one jacked-up Dentist visit, but you get the idear.

The weirdest part is my navel, it just flat out feels S-T-R-A-N-G-E; strange. Good thing I don’t keep my pocket lint in there anymore, or I might forget it’s in there.

It is getting better, but as with everything else, rather slow going – at least as far as the return of normal feeling below the incision. That’s kinda strange too, and I’m not sure why it is – I think I will have to ask on my next visit; why is it only below the incision? Almost everything is normal above the incision, with the exception of like 3/8″ – 1/2″ area directly above it on my right side.

Look Daddy, there’s an old plane up in the sky

The weather has been just beautiful here lately, and I have spent the last 4 days outside almost 50% of the time working in the yard and playing with the boys. Discovering that my energy level and stamina is directly effected (probably 10 fold) by how hot it is. Litsa and I moved the air conditioner into place in anticipation of the impending glorious summer, and I was almost instantly spent. And not just a little, it felt really odd – and almost like I had just come from a 15 mile forced march. So after that I pretty much didn’t do a damn thing for the rest of the evening, granted that was at 6:30pm or so – so it’s not like there was a lot of day left.

It was a good weekend, and we got a lot done – it really felt good.

Now I’ve got that feeling once again
I can’t explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.