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Diastasis/Hernia Surgery Recovery: Day 10

By day 10 I’ve experienced a quite a few good days and a down day or two. It seemed like I was on a steady progression through the entire first week–every day I felt a little better and a little stronger. I was able to move more, stand up longer and straighter, and was pretty much off of the narcotic pain meds throughout the day.

I was most excited for the drain removal on day 7 at my first follow-up appointment. The drains were mostly just annoying; having to carry them around in my pocket with me was less than fashionable, but the drain site was often irritating and uncomfortable. I was also looking forward to no longer having to measure the fluid/blood output every morning.

Ewww…

I started getting a little nervous when I arrived at my surgeon’s office and realized she was gonna just be yanking them out.

Wait, what???

She told me to take a deep breath, she’d count to three, and she’d pull those suckers out. At first I thought she was joking but quickly realized how this was all about to go down.

At least with the first one I didn’t know just how bad it was going to hurt. I was actually more scared for the second, but it was over in a jiffy and at the end of the day I was just glad to see those things get tossed in trash.

When I got home later that day I noticed a big bulge where the drains had been; I was having some definitely swelling, and while my surgeon assured me that night that it was normal, I woke up the next day feeling completely crappy.

I was tired, I was more sore than usual, and the bulge was really uncomfortable and painful when I walked. I was starting to get a little worried and decided to schedule a visit to the surgeon the next day.

Surprisingly, I woke up feeling totally fine like nothing had happened, and just realized that I’d simply had a rough day after a string of solid ones. So what’s happening day 10 post diastasis repair/hernia repair?

  • Walking a lot more, but still get winded and tired pretty easily. Mostly still sticking around the house, but actually left the house a couple times to go to the doctor and pick up my son from school. Granted, I was exhausted after, but I did actually get dressed and breathe fresh air
  • Laughing still no bueno
  • I’m just about totally off the Percocet, although I’ll still occasionally take one around bed time if I’m really sore
  • I’m able to sleep on my side finally (as opposed to semi-reclined), but with a big pillow between my legs, and it’s really hard switching sides or changing positions
  • Still not walking hunched over due to the tightness, but hoping to be fully upright in a few days
  • Still wearing the belly binder day and night. My surgeon told me I can take it off whenever I feel ready to, but I still really need the support from it
  • I’m amazed and grossed out by my new belly button

I’m beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel. The first week is brutal, I’m not gonna lie. After spending seven days parked on the sofa, struggling to even get up to walk to the bathroom, I wondered if this surgery was even worth it. But after getting the dressings removed at my follow-up visit and seeing my stomach for the first time, I was in complete shock.

I mean total and utter shock.

I saw my stomach the way it had been five years earlier, and I remembered what it was like to have a functioning core. To be healthy.

Seven days post surgery, even with all of the swelling, my stomach looked more normal than it did the day before surgery.

This surgery was definitely worth it.

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