A little detour…

Well I thought I was on the fast track for healing, but my incision decided to open up and split apart today.  It’s quite a big split, about 10 cm in length and 1 cm wide and 1 cm deep.  On a good note, it is not infected, on a bad note, it’s going to take longer to heal and I am already getting impatient.  (this means that chemo may be delayed in start up again) I have been behaving and taking it easy, but it’s very difficult for me to do so.  I just want my body back, life is out there waiting for me and I am on hold.  I used to complain that my hair was too frizzy in warm weather, now I don’t have much hair to complain about, I used to complain that I was overweight and now I have undergone two surgeries to lose 35 pounds.  I am not going to complain any more about stuff.  I have learned that lesson of “be careful of what you wish for, you just might get it”.  I think my wish list got in the wrong department for translation.