Bloody Pajamas

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.