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Feb. 2nd, 2011 04:08 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stitchwhichI swear, get me ill and my brain just freezes.
Had a horrible night & morning, then fell asleep again and woke up refreshed. So I decided that a good shower (and a hair wash!) would rock. Got out of bed, did various pre-shower things, and felt liquid on my hand. Looked down and realised that my stitches were, ah, weeping. Yikes! Instantly, I'm all shakey. As if it were anything really bad (it wasn't, and intellectually, I knew that). Applied pressure and called the doctor, then the Bossman. Bossman came home about the same time as everything dried up and confirmed my guess that it weren't anything to get bent out of shape about. Doctor's office called back and said the same thing.
But doncha know, I was one shakey wuss for a few minutes there. And I still want my shower.
Had a horrible night & morning, then fell asleep again and woke up refreshed. So I decided that a good shower (and a hair wash!) would rock. Got out of bed, did various pre-shower things, and felt liquid on my hand. Looked down and realised that my stitches were, ah, weeping. Yikes! Instantly, I'm all shakey. As if it were anything really bad (it wasn't, and intellectually, I knew that). Applied pressure and called the doctor, then the Bossman. Bossman came home about the same time as everything dried up and confirmed my guess that it weren't anything to get bent out of shape about. Doctor's office called back and said the same thing.
But doncha know, I was one shakey wuss for a few minutes there. And I still want my shower.
