Post-Op Chronicles: Entry Two
Erica B's Excision Adventure 2025
Had my post-op yesterday and things are looking damn good according to Dr. Caffrey. I couldn’t be happier. The one hiccup? That demon drain. As I’ve been ranting, it hurt like hell. Turns out it was both infected and clogged. That explains some stuff. But that bastard is out now, the doctors manually drained the fluid, and I’m already feeling better. Hallelujah.
The stitches stay in for at least another week, which is a bummer, but honestly, I’ll take it. As long as things heal clean, I’m good. Dr. Caffrey did warn me that this is the window where HS flare-ups usually start sneaking back in. Not great news, but here’s the thing: even if I flare, it can’t be worse than the life I was living pre-surgery.
Life adjustments continue. Still can’t bend, so pooping is mostly a stand-up adventure. Awkward but doable. Sleeping’s better, though, because the team said I can lie on my side instead of only on my stomach. Thank God, because side-sleeping is so much better than on the tummy. I’m still couch-surfing for now since stairs would be too much for my janky ass, but I miss sleeping next to Nate. He’s my personal man-heater. The cat tries sometimes, but let’s be real… she’s no Nate.
All in all, spirits are high. I can actually see light at the end of this tunnel now. And because I’m me, that means I’m already planning things. Mostly couch-based things for now, but it’s still forward momentum.
Writing-wise, The Feast of Flesh is next on my to-do list. I was planning to sell it on Amazon KDP, but nah, I think I’ll just release it for free. September 29th on my Tales of Erotasy Substack, and maybe the 30th on other platforms. Free little morsel for y’all.
Then I’m diving into a new novella tentatively titled The Sorceress’s Bargain. It’s more high fantasy than my usual playground, but don’t worry, it’s still deliciously naughty. The outline is coming together, and the characters are already whispering dirty secrets in my head. I’m looking forward to diving in.
I’m also plotting a possible revamp of EricaBeale.com. Now that Substack is my main blog hub, the site needs to evolve into something else. I want it streamlined, sharp, and maybe a little sinful. Perfect timing, too, because once I’m done recovering, I know work and the holidays are gonna take over. I can’t wait for a Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s where I’m not drowning in pain. Everyone I know is getting kisses this year. Nate still gets the premium package, but I’ll be spreading the love, LOL.
Non-writing stuff? Welp, I’m getting sucked into Megabonk. It’s ticking all the same boxes as Vampire Survivors…and I’m not sure that’s a great thing. That game was like crack for me, and it took me a minute to escape it. Now, this successor has dropped. Goodbye time and productivity. I’m going to have to be strict with myself once I start writing. One hour of game for two hours of writing maybe? Wish me luck!
So yeah, your girl is feeling good. Feeling real good. And it is about damn time!
Mood: relieved, lighter, plotting the next thing
Song stuck in my head: Reasons by Earth, Wind, and Fire. A friend of mine posted about the song the other day, and now it’s looping in my brain.
Pain level: way down now that the demon drain is gone. Stitches are tugging but manageable
Today’s Fuck-It Moment: still poopin’ like a weirdo because bending isn’t an option
Today’s Win: With the drain out, I finally had a decent sleep!
BONUS WIN!
Nate surprised me with earrings today, and they’re absolutely adorable. We watch a lot of cat videos (the shorts from Dramecs being our favorite so far), so he decided I needed these. As a jewelry slut, I APPROVE!
