Wednesday, August 17, 2005

...And Then My Sister Voiced Her Opinion
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She of the medical field, knower of all things gruesome, a person who's opinion I value... Except when she tells me to quit hobbling around already. She pointed out that the stitches are gone. And the SteriStrips don't do any good. So I must be healed.

Right. And when mom had her mastectomy she, what? Didn't need the SteriStrips to hold her skin together? It would have just held together all on it's own, I suppose. Argh!

The thing is, my sister is probably right. And my foot is still sensitive. I'd rather use my cane, thank you. I know I'll have to give up my "crutch" eventually. But not today. :P
*end rant*

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