Following on from my Saturday post, yesterday was a celebration of a totally different kind: it was the fourth anniversary of my top surgery. I've actually realised that I made quite a big error when I scheduled it, mainly because I didn't do it in something like May or June when I could celebrate by taking my shirt off. Instead, I did it in March and so I celebrated by burying my chest under 14 layers of clothing because it was so frigging cold yesterday. Actually, the only reason I had my surgery in March was because
nflutist and I were to be surgery buddies and he'd suggested the date. Anyway, four years of post-op-ness. It doesn't seem that long at all, it's really incredible to me. The scars have faded so much that they're not all that visible unless you're up close and I've got pretty much full sensation back, although it's not as intense along my scars and around my nipples. There's one numb patch between my nipple and scar on the left which is kind of weird but it's only a problem when I get an itch there! I've got slowly used to admiring myself in the mirror now, although I think it will take much longer for me to get used to showing it off to other people. That's something I'm still not comfortable with yet. It's funny that even now, there's still occasional times when I feel like I've forgotten something and I have to really think what it is I'm missing. Even more amusing, I found my very first 'binder' in a drawer last week. It's actually one of those Nancy Ganz Bodyslimmer things; I'm not exactly sure which part of the body it's supposed to slim as it came with no labels or anything - I got it from Debenhams in the sale for a couple of quid, presumably because it had no labels or anything! It worked quite well anyway and if anyone wants it, let me know!
The days of note, for want of a more suitable term, continued today with Erev Pesach - commonly known in Reform Judaism along the lines of 'manic day of cooking ready for the seder that night'. The deadline for the eating of chametz was 11.06am for me so I decided to make French toast for breakfast. I always find it never takes as long as I expect, 20 minutes in total, and the recipe I have makes 3 slices and only takes one egg. And it's very yummy. This afternoon, I made coconut macaroons. I've made peanut butter cookies the past few years and I fancied a change. I possibly should have stuck with what I know. The mixture was too runny and rather than getting one tray of macaroons, I ended up with one macaroon. I blame the eggs, they were pretty big. The macaroon(s) also ended up rather thin and gooey so they just disintegrated when I tried to take them off the tray, even though I had them on one of those Tefal non-stick sheets. As it turned out, I invented coconut macaroon bites by scrunching all the bits together. They taste just as good! I've got two in my packed lunch for tomorrow, along with a large box of salad, an apple and two boxes of raisins. I've also got a bottle of Vimto so I can make hot drinks to make me feel less hungry if need be. Hopefully that should keep me going! At least there's only 3 days at work this week, I feel it's easier when you're at home as there's more food at hand there.