I love my surgeon. The man saved my life – how could I not love him? The only thing I would change however – but I think this goes for all surgeons – they need to give WAY more information on how to proceed post operation. Of course it is awesome that you helped to save lives, but then a lot of us are left with a big nasty scar, and not a whole lot of information. Recently I was informed that the reason my stomach now looks so funny, has a lot to do with the amount of scar tissue I have. I knew this (kind of), but what I did not know is that there is actually something I can do about it. There are registered massage therapists out there who specialize in helping to break down the scar tissue underneath the skin. Over time this helps to flatten it out and allow the tissue to begin laying back to normal. Who knew!? Not I. Could I have started this process sooner? Probably not, because my entire body was so tender during chemo that I would not have been able to handle the massage. Enough time has passed now from my last surgery that I am finally able to get some help. It is not the most comfortable procedure – a stranger running their hands up and down my scar – however I do believe it will help. I will take a picture today and then one again after six sessions and let you all know what the deal is. Stay tuned.