Had to borrow grandkid's nebulizer while waiting for mine. Asthma.
My daughter spent ten days caring for me. I am sure she was bored and tired.
My son in law at hospital. Making himself comfy.
I've been hooked up.
Another earlier photo where I thought I looked normal. Now I laugh. I was still sick.
I'm in love with my heart pillow.
Thankful to be alive to hold my first great grandchild. This is my daughter.
Two month photo. Scar seems to be a part of me and I'm more accepting of it. Took a plane trip to Iowa. This is my little sister.
When I returned to Denver, I realized I may have rushed things. Wiped out!
2 months post op. Shirt says "I can't. I have dance ". Beginning to tap a few minutes with dance class. Scar is fading.
Healing has started. Have another earlier photo but I don't want frighten you.
Kind of spooky looking at this. July 13. I thought I looked pretty good.
15 days post op
Three days post op. June 30.
June 28 post op. Children said I posed for the photo. They then knew I would be ok. I remember nothing.
Photo before the cut.
I will miss my unscarred chest