Adhesive For Days
You guys, this adhesive just won’t quit.
I tried scrubbing it with Pears soap and a washcloth, but it’s still there. I assume that eventually it’ll wear off.
I mean, don’t take me wrong—I’m glad medical-grade adhesives work so well. But…………..
Anyway, my new Post-Surgical Pasties are, as you can see, much smaller (and Tegaderm-based). They’re still larger than is entirely necessary, but the sizes available seem to be “too big” or “too small.”
Regardless, they don’t look ridonculous under this semi-sheer tank top:
…Which is an enormous improvement. Which is good, because I think I’m stuck wearing this shirt til D gets home.
Also, if I look like I’ve slept quite badly the past few nights, it’s because I have. Now that the after-effects of my Anaesthesia Adventure have worn off, I’m starting to get a bit stir-crazy and not sleeping so very well. Can’t wait to get back into the studio so I can rest, as bizarrely contradictory as that sounds. Likewise, a little sweat would probably help with the adhesive situation.
I discovered today that I can, after a fashion, successfully load the washing machine. Now I’m going to go find out if I can unload the thing. As annoying as in-home front-loaders are (which is to say, they take foreeeevvvvvarrrrrr), I can see where one might be helpful in this context.
I think I’m going to poke BW and suggest that I come in for an extra-gentle Barre next Thursday. Today, it’s still off the table.
If I get around to decorating my current pasties (or, really, the next set, as I’m required to change them daily), of course, I’ll post the results 😉
*****VERY IMPORTANT NEWSFLASH UPDATE!!!!*****
You guys, I CAN unload the washing machine! And also the dryer, though that was more challenging, since I occasionally had to maneuver around the door to reach something way in the back.
*****FURTHER VERY IMPORTANT NEWSFLASH UPDATE!!!!*****
So it would seem that I cannot, however, get anything down from the pot rack … so if I could do this over, I’d lay in a stock of microwavable ready meals for the period between arriving home and actually being able to use my arms. Or at least leave a couple of pots and pans where I could reach them.
Posted on 2017/09/21, in balllet and tagged dances with adhesive, dances with moobs, temporary t-rex. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Nice tank top! That adhesive is something though. Every time I had to go under anesthesia, it took forever to get rid of the stuff they used to stick the electrodes on my chest. It really wants to take the skin underneath with it when it goes. I would love to have some of the stuff on hand for use pranks and around the house!
Thanks! You know, it’s funny—for this surgery, they placed the electrodes on my back, and it hasn’t occurred to me to ask D if I still have adhesive back there 😛 Maybe I should…
I can totally imagine anaesthetists taking the odd tube of electrode adhesive home to employ in practical jokes 😀