I always keep it real with you guys. It is day 6 post hair transplant and I’m just fucking over it. I don’t know if it’s just because I’m still not sleeping that great, but I’ve been in a shit mood all day and I’m ready to kill my husband. Mind you, he’s wonderful and doesn’t do anything wrong, like ever, but I’m just like, I can’t. I said in my last video he’s had this surgery before, so he knows a little bit what to expect. Even though he got it again, his swelling isn’t as bad as mine is. Still, it could be so much worse. And I’m so thankful for drugs such as the steroids they gave me. I haven’t needed to take the pain medication at all. I think what really got to me today was it’s like 78 degrees and I really wanted to go outside and play with my dogs, but I have to wait until it’s later and the sun isn’t out as much because. This. I think I just felt bad for myself and then I was like, oh wait, you elected for this procedure, you dumb bitch. Then I snapped out of it and took a nap because I needed to check out for a bit. Um. But now I’m back haha. I’ll check in tomorrow.