Eight Days Out: So I was resting after taking a relaxing shower. For days, I have observed my incision sites. To some people this is just another recovery situation. For me a source of fascination since this is my first major surgery. I did not receive stitches or staples, but my incisions were secured with body glue aka Dermabond. I wasn't sure if and/or when I could put anything on my wounds. I only knew I was free to take a shower and not to rub them when I was washing or drying off. Up until last night, I just left the skin untouched. No lotion or aloe or vitamin e and etc. Just plain dry. Yesterday, my skin started peeling. Of course I did what any normal human would do, I silently freaked out. After a few minutes staring, I realized that it was the glue peeling and not me. So, I dry off, dress as usual, and go to bed. In the middle of the night, I wake up to intense itching. For a moment, I am reminded of the time when I was little, I spent the whole night scratching my belly only to look in the mirror the next morning and find what I thought to be a series of pimples or a very big mosquito bite. So as any normal child would do, I walk into my parents room and inform them that I am now an adult because I have acne on my stomach. Latter on, I find out that I actually had chicken pox but I considered it a rite of passage anyways. Or maybe, another night in my childhood, where I woke up again sure I had reached puberty this time because I have one big case of acne on my stomach. Only to later find out that it was a giant ringworm and not acne. I was a little discouraged but I survived to see another day. ( I was somehow under the assumption that you could get acne anywhere and acne meant you were grown.) So here I am at 33, pretty sure that I have passed the acne and ringworm phase, but itching all the same. So I go to my source of wisdom and superhero of all the scary moments in life, my mom, and loudly say: Either my incisions are itching or I may have another ringworm. After the stern mother look ( we all know it), She gives me aloe and vitamin E to rub on my incisions and once again saves the day. So now I have yet another experience to share with you on my Lap Band Journey. May the Aloe be with You!