It's amazing how something so simple as taking a shower can make you feel so accomplished. "I did it, I did it!" I yelled (softly, because I am still pretty weak) to my husband as I was toweling myself off.
Oh, how nice to finally wash my hair properly. Of course, the sticky gray glue still won't come off the millions of places on my body where I find it. Some places are too close to my scar to even try, but others - like my arms - I was able to scrub off.
I can't wait for the next day, and the one after that, to see how much better I will feel. It's all downhill from here!