You know…for whenever I need to go to bed BLOODY.
Don’t worry, my stitches didn’t rip open, but I am bloody lately. These don’t look like scars to me, they look like little holes where I can look at my guts if I want to. I guess it’s more convenient that way? I will need to have surgery again one day. It’s really just one step up from a zipper. Or is it a step down?
Today I woke up with a cold and a mild fever – feeling way too sick to be at work or blog, but look! I’m doing both.
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Good to see you are hanging in there, with color too. I know the bloody PJ routine well, which is to wear whatever helps me sleep better, then make sure I stumble out to get the mail. If there’s alot of blood showing, I’ll stay in the street longer for the neighbors.
Haha love it! For me, the mail is a walk down to the apartment office, so it would be a parade of sorts. š I’m sure the people will get a kick out of it. š