Day three thus far
I just had some wires removed. From my chest. By hand.
Take the most painful experience of your life, multiply it by ten and stretch it over three days. That’s this.
Tine really stands still here - it’s only noon?! - and I’m only blogging because it gives me something else to concentrate on. Fun for everyone!
I’ve swallowed my pride and have been begging for the chest tubes out. Might just get my wish soon.
Between unsympathetic nurses and my desperation, I’ve done everyone proud by causing uproars. Maybe if the nurses weren’t so cold, this all could be avoided. But you know me, explosions are what I do.
