Well, I've had a bit of a crush on Dean Cain for, oooh, approximately 19 years now, I've just watched him in an episode of Criminal Minds and yes... he looks a little sleep deprived, (rough around the edges,) but he is still very good looking.
I was feeling a bit sorry for myself yesterday. The cut stung to high heaven whether I did anything or no, just constant, and I now have new admiration for my cousin who had a big operation about 18 months ago which resulted in a large incision.
Hearing from you in the morning really cheered me up, but that was it for the day. J said she'd call over but I knew that she wouldn't. At 6pm, I took a sleeping tablet, and an hour later, took myself off to bed, were it took me around 3 hours to get comfortable, but I eventually drifted off.
I did do about 5 minutes of gardening, but I couldn't really be bothered... plus... it hurt.
So... it's a new day today, with a new challenge. I now have huge, red, itchy welts around my scar and stitches... yep... I'm allergic to the dressing. The welts actually look worse than the cut, which looks very neat and clean and non-aggravated.
I jogged for just 20 minutes this morning then hit the shower. Less than 48 hours without a shower and I already feel disgusting and as I lathered up my head, my hair seemed to come out in handfulls.
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