Needless to say, this little stinker is the gift that just keeps on giving. However, I'm happy to report that as of Tuesday morning I no longer have gauze packed into my chest - soooo exciting!! Now I just do a Neosporin + bandage routine that isn't so bad at all. Oh, except for the nasty allergic reaction I had to what I previously referred to as "really cool wound dressing film" and now refer to as "the deceptively awesome-seeming-yet-truly-not-awesome wound dressing film." Hence the tubes of cream that are attempting to heal my skin.
Back to the doctor in the morning for another check-up and surgery discussion. Apparently this was a rather deep cyst, so it's looking like the OR and I have a date in the not-so-distant future - want to get alllll of it out so I don't have to deal with this ever again.
Oh, and you know how freaked out I was about pulling gauze out of my chest? I've really gotten pretty good at it. Funny what you can do when you know you need to just deal with it.