Is it just me or does anyone else become obsessed with wanting to inspect their wounds after an injury? Why is this?
Since the operation my arm has been tightly bandaged and I'm not allowed to remove it for 2 weeks. Yesterday, during a sneaky little scratching session under the dressing I felt the stitches. Hello! There's loads of them, they go half way up my arm! I feel oddly proud. But now I can't rest until I find out how far onto my forearm they reach. I've tried having a gentle prod around without success so expect a further update shortly that goes a little something like this "I'm back in hospital because I ruptured my stitches poking a biro under the bandage".
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