I know that lots of things annoy me. Many of these things are such that other people don't even notice them, let alone share my grief. And yet, lots of things that annoy other people don't bother me at all.
There are differences between your average INTJ and your average person. For instance, I am fine if a friend just throws me a distracted wave at the grocery store without stopping to talk, but not if that same friend insists on talking when Secret Lulu clearly has limited patience. Sure, we can talk until she starts fussing but where does that leave me come check out?
The point isn't what annoys me, only that some stuff does and it can be weird stuff, little stuff, practically undetectable stuff. Stuff that is so idiosyncratic that it often requires an explanation of analysis.
Right now, my patience (or whatever passes for it in my emotional repertoire) is at an all time low. You see, I am not sleeping. I am constipated and, subsequently, bloated. I am sore. My breasts are still swollen and the feeling, which was blissfully gone, is coming back.
My body is talking to me again, and it's not saying nice things.
My results look great, if you can ignore the bruises, stitches, and scars. I can. But I'm tender as a newly blistered sunburn and I've been wearing a bra that, while it appears to fit perfectly, feels three sizes too small. I've been wearing that bra around the clock. It feels like a hair shirt, only instead of hair it's made of strings of cockleburrs.
If hunger pangs and an hour past my bed time are considered going too far, this is my idea of hell. Because I can't really eat anymore. Oh, I'm hungry but my intestines beg to differ. And even though I'm ready to pass out on my feet, as soon as I lay down I begin to swell and within an hour or three I am awakened by a dream of the death of a thousand paper cuts. Is it painful? Not exactly. But pain might be a welcome change from the steady itch, itch, itch and burn, burn, burn of my skin.
I don't take my pain meds anymore. They don't seem to help much, unless you think the smattering of adolescent-style acne on my forehead, chin, and cheeks is a good look for me and then, people, help has arrived.
And still, I'm glad I did it. I'm glad it's done. I'm glad that in a few more weeks this will seem as distant and irrelevant as any other minor thing that's ever been on my nerves. And even if some new nuisance rises up immediately to take the post-surgery recovery's place, well, it will feel good to be bruised in a new place.
As The Model likes to tell it, I am not a martyr. As Mr. Poppins likes to tell it, I would hire someone else to come in and do my sleeping for me if that were an option. As I like to tell it, I am thankful for my little nuisances because, hey, they're first world problems, right, and everyone knows those are the best kind of problems to have.
Breast reduction surgery is clearly already worth it. Very much worth it. Sore as I am, my neck and shoulders aren't bothering me one bit. To paraphrase something Diosa said after her surgery:
It's the first time since puberty that I've felt normal.
A.S.* The next post about my breasts will be the one where I finally go bra shopping and find out what size I am. That's going to be a few weeks or so.
In the meantime, I just finished book 3 in the Twilight series. Stephenie Meyer is not my personal friend, and I regret this deeply, if only because maybe she would have given me a final copy of book 4. As it is I'm going to be waiting in line at 10pm with teenagers, to get the last book in the series. Are you ready to talk about the first 3 books, people, because I'm more than ready. The post goes up tomorrow, Secret Lulu willing, and if not tomorrow, by Monday.
*A.S. is for Aside Script, because it's not really a post script, people, given that it was purposefully written as an aside to the main post in the time before the first posting.
I really hope the discomfort abates soon. I don't remember feeling so irritated two weeks after, but then it sounds like our procedures were handled a little differently. My discomfort may have abated sooner, but you have fewer scars.
I just ordered the first 3 Twilight books from Amazon, so no, I'm not ready for a book discussion. I'll have to steer clear of any posts on the subject for a bit. I tried ordering them from the library, but it seems none of her books are available on the library network in RI.
Posted by: Diosa | June 26, 2008 at 10:22 AM
I'm not ready either.
Posted by: Liz | June 26, 2008 at 12:33 PM
I'm sorry you're having such a rough time! Hopefully it will all be over soon and you'll really be able to enjoy life as a smaller busted woman.
As for Twilight I am sooooo ready. I will read your tomorrow post first thing (provided I don't finally go into labor).
Posted by: Equipoise | June 26, 2008 at 02:11 PM
Okay, so the post won't be ready for tomorrow, but I'll give you guys the chance to read up over the weekend and post on Monday. Of course, Equipoise will probably have her baby by then, but this isn't about that. This is about me being a slacker.
Posted by: Polly Poppins | June 26, 2008 at 07:35 PM
Aw, honey, I'm sorry you're so uncomfortable. :-(
No, I am not ready for the Twilight discussion. I will have to avoid your post about it because there is no way I'll be ready by Monday. I don't even have the books yet. Someone loaned hers to somebody else instead of me. Ahem.
Posted by: The Dol | June 26, 2008 at 09:08 PM
Dol, "Someone loaned hers to somebody else instead of me" is a total lie. Although the "Ahem" seems well placed. I happen to know for a fact that the books weren't loaned out at all.
They were given away.
Sheesh. Get it right.
Posted by: Polly Poppins | June 27, 2008 at 06:30 AM
Well, hmph!
;-)
Posted by: The Dol | June 27, 2008 at 07:50 AM
The Dol - I tried to get the books at the library but apparently so did everyone else in Ohio, so I bought them. I'd give mine to you - but I'm going to read it and return it instead. I know thats so effin shady, but I'm ok with that.
I can't lie, I am worried that I am going to hate this book series. Anything vampire related seems unrealistic and silly to me - but I'm giving it a shot just so I can participate in this discussion. The gal at Barnes and Noble promised me I'd like it and I promised her that I'd return it either way.....
Posted by: Liz | June 27, 2008 at 01:28 PM
Liz, you funny!
I actually just ordered the series on Amazon this morning.
I'm not usually a big vampire story reader, but I find that if Polly says it's that good, it probably is.
Posted by: The Dol | June 27, 2008 at 02:32 PM
Dol, tell them about "Gone with the Wind."
Posted by: Polly Poppins | June 27, 2008 at 08:49 PM