There are more pictures on this post, and honestly you probably will get grossed out by them so if you like this gross stuff go ahead and take a look. If not, call a quits on looking at my blog for a little while until my wrist is healed... So come back in 15-20 years, okay.
So the stupid granuloma thing that caused all the fuss on that dreadful day on May 28Th is displayed below. As a friend said when I sent him the picture, "It looks like a drop of blood." Trust me it didn't in real life, it looked like a stoma for those of you who know what they look like. For those of you who don't, it looked like a mini bundt cake. Jealous?
The next few shots are from June 1st when I got the post surgery splint off for a dressing change on my open/closed wound. The doctor wanted any remains of the infection to be able to drain... lovely huh? Also a small disclaimer here: I almost didn't post these pictures because 1. my arms look like man arms, 2. the hair on my arms is humiliating, it's nothing like the hair on my left arm--soft, bleached blond, not gross and oddly hairy, 3. My hand really looks so gross that I have to focus on the hair on my arm rather than the hideous incision.
So here's sitch, swollen looking man hand. Currently I have regained some of my knuckles!
The next three are pretty much the same, couldn't decided which one was the best shot.
This one is from June 18Th (HAPPY BIRTHDAY TAISJA LEE) after physical therapy. Notice the six stitches that have been removed. Oh also notice how white my arm is, I didn't know my skin turned that color. The three holes don't look that bad, honestly I feel like the picture doesn't do the incision justice. Anyone who has seen both the before and the after is impressed with how good it looks.
On a completely different note, Scout became a "woman" last week. I was at physical therapy and I see that my mom called. She says "Heather, you need to stop at the pet store on your way home and get Scout a diaper, she's started her first heat." We've been enduring this together, she hates wearing her washable diaper-- secretly I think she loves it-- We have to take it off for her to go outside and putting it back on isn't easy because she doesn't want to wear it, but it is keeping her a lot cleaner and her brothers aren't harassing her too much yet. I have a funny story about my mom google-ing dog heat. She typed in "bitches in heat" and got some very verbally descriptive search results. My brother taught her how to make her searches PG rated. I asked her why she didn't just type in dogs in heat, she said "that is what they refer to dogs as in London" and in the crazy parade your dog at the Westminster Dog Show, but really?! I love my mom and her innocence. She is fantastic.
3 comments:
Your poor wrist! Those are some crazy pics. Your mom is so cute and innocent.
Wow! I can't believe that's YOUR arm. You're right, man hand for sure. Seriously, it looks like a scary movie. But then you know that already. It's so tough to see you go through all this craziness... lookin' forward to 15-20 years from now when you're all better.
Wow! I threw up in my mouth when I saw these...really, I did. I'm trying to figure out how to "Like" your blog, where do I do that so I can receive updates?
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