My dressing's coming along fine. When I first went to the doctor's office, it was red and the thing was oozing red as she dressed the wound and taught me how to change it.
It's slowly been improving. It's not red anymore! It went through a yellow stage and now it's a clear stage. I think it's a matter of days now.
I stop to think about my ex and how squeamish he would get about doing such a thing. He would not have been a good support system, hell I'd be on my own if I were still in Michigan. But I'm not. I'm home with a great support system and great medical care. Now if I can only get a decent amount of food stamps I'd be very grateful.
...21 Days until the Camp Out...
only 21 little days...................but are you really going?
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