So the surgeon tried again to drain some of it through a needle, and although he was able to remove another 20 mls or so, this made very little difference.
We agreed to wait just a few more days, and then make a decision about re-operating.
I continued with my gym programme and normal work, desperately hoping that I would wake up one morning and BB would have deflated to match GB. But it didn't happen, so I had to accept that further surgery was now inevitable. This would naturally mean re-opening the almost-healed scar, and starting all over again, which was a very depressing thought.
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