…And I Lived…Ever After
The doctor survived the suture and drain removal!
Don’t laugh. It was a close one.
I won’t lie. The drain removal hurt like a mofo. I cried a tiny bit. Then I swore…just a wee bit. Times three. I hyperventilated a big bit. I clenched up my entire body a huge bit. And I spontaneously blathered odd animal facts an enormous bit. So, the doctor survived. As did I.
My incision looks good. The drain area will close in a day or two. And I shall never Never NEVER need a trauma surgeon ever again. I hope.
Good God, I’m glad that’s over.
Thank God you came through all that mostly unscathed. Well, 80% unscathed?
I’ve been known to curse, hit and threaten. Guess I don’t take pain well…
Comment by pam — 2024/02/29 @ 10:23
I’m not a fan of pain either, but I survived and I’m mostly done cursing. Mostly.
Comment by Da Goddess — 2024/03/19 @ 19:40
Just thinking about you and hoping you’re still healing well!!
Comment by pam — 2024/03/06 @ 11:15
I am! The short hair and scar are pretty weird, but I’m doing well.
Comment by Da Goddess — 2024/03/19 @ 19:38