You Had Me In Stitches

Here's some shocking news. I made something way worse in my head than it actually was. I had a second lumpectomy back in May and because I was starting chemo soon after, my surgeon had to use real stitches, in addition to dissolvable stitches to insure the wound would not open up.  She wanted to keep them in longer than normal because of the chemo but I persuaded her to keep them in until today...almost 3 months after surgery. I have never had stitches removed and I was so scared it was going to hurt. Then I had an "a-ha moment." In 2 months, I am going to be having major surgery. I'm pretty sure I will have breast drains that will need to be removed and if I am not brave enough to get a few stitches removed, how the hell am I going to get drains removed. So I manned up and told her to rip em out today. Guess what guys, I barely felt it. Maybe a tiiiiiny bit of stinging, but not at all what I thought it was going to be.  And what are a few stitches compared to what I've been through the past 2 years. I was such a ding-dong about it and it was not a big deal at all.