beanside | The ashes of memories buried are blowing, blowing in the wind

We are victorious! Okay, mostly Jess is victorious. I just sat there and played on my phone. But whatever, the teets are yeeted! They are currently residing in a garbage can somewhere waiting for the incinerator.

Jess is feeling pretty good. Already starting to chafe a bit about the things they're not allowed to do. "I could take a walk later-nope." No sweating for 7 days. The doctor did not prescribe a narcotic, so they're making due with weed and OTC meds. The doctor said that it was a "nice boring surgery." which is the best kind. In the end, Jess lost about 10lbs in one day, which I find boggling.

Everyone at the hospital were super nice. Pronouns were a shaky thing. One nurse vacillated wildly between she and they, and the other one upon realizing that Jess had top surgery, defaulted to him. Overall, not bad--they were trying.

The surgery started at about 1:15pm, and they were in recovery by 2:45 and the doctor had come out to say hello. So boring and super fast, too.

After that, it was time to drive the two hours home, with me apologizing for every bump. My sister had some miso soup and rice waiting for Jess and they had a nice light meal before we went to bed.

One of the cruise podcasts had just done an episode about going on our cruise on our ship, so we listened to that. They really loved the ship and enjoyed the cruise, so now I'm all excited, and want to proceed to cruise now.

Today, we have no plans, aside from me getting my hair cut at 5:45. Aside from that, I'll mostly be taking care of Jess to whatever extent they need.

And on that note, everyone have an amazing Friday!