3.2.15

Sore If I Move, Otherwise YAY!

After oodles of delays and such and such, they got a piece off of me today. I haven't looked yet-I have to eventually (and I'm curious/going to be grossed out when I suck up the courage to peek) and taking a bath tonight is going to be not-so-fun the first minute or so when wound hits water. I'm all right-I should probably go peel this gauze off before it gets stuck there.

I'm not hurting much, but that's because I'm under a blanket on Mom's bed and not moving too far. I don't really want to-I'm tired from stressing out about this and I think tonight I should just chill. Maybe tomorrow I'll do more stuff.

It's over and done with, so let the healing crap begin.

Ta,
Bec

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