Autumn Ellison's wound started healing, feeling worse than right after the surgery, both painful and itchy. Many medications didn't work, and she started her IV drips every morning just after opening her eyes, continuing until bedtime, making her temper even worse than before.
Stella came over, and seeing her complexion, felt heartbroken.
"Mom, I really wish I could take some of your suffering so that you wouldn't have to endure so much."
"This is already the best outcome. At first, I thought I was almost gone, so it's good to get better now. Being sick is never without discomfort."
Autumn exhaled gently, looking at the sunlight outside.
The scar on her chest from the removal was deep, and for this kind of breast condition, it takes a long time to heal. The wound had to be kept open, waiting to heal from inside out, so the time to change Autumn's dressing was always the most painful for her.
