Today I have an appointment to have my dressing changed. It will be the first time seeing my new scar. Since I can’t drive, I’m taking the bus, which on this island, is a mini van. How I’m going to get from the bus to the hospital is anybodies guess, I rekkon the OI Girl could leave work and take me. What a hassle this no driving stuff is. I guess I could walk the hundred million miles from the bus to the hospital. Can’t drive, but it’s OK to walk a hundred million miles!
Also the doctor told me I can’t get my wound wet for a week. That means crappy showers. Hoseoffs, really. Once I can get it wet, I’m getting in the SEA! I can’t wait for that.
I’m really glad I got the operation done right away. I have a friend who’s got a similar thing and is putting it off.
Also, I notice in the car, when the OI Girl is driving, I’m very sensitive to bumps and sharp turns and stuff. I think that if we were all more sensitive in this way, we’d all be better drivers. With this thing on my side, I think a crash would hurt like hell, I realize that even without this thing on my side, a crash’d still hurt like hell, but I don’t seem as aware of it usually.
Very interesting!