Exactly five weeks since surgery, I woke up this morning knowing immediately that something was different. MY SCARS WERE NOT HURTING! What a difference that makes! They are each about 25 cm long, and it still feels better to wear compression than to not wear it, so I guess it is no wonder that it is taking time for them to settle, but I also think it is time now for me to not be reminded of them 24/7.
On top of this positive development, the weather was at its Berlin September best, so it was time to finally make an excursion to the the outskirts of Berlin – something I have not felt like since early June when a sneaking suspicion about the final diagnosis started to creep in, followed by weeks of uncertainty about the surgery and the outcome.
For the second time, I brought my new camera with me in the hope of also rekindling my interest in photography.
Recommended pitstop: Café Gerch.
