Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Day 3

Well, I'm fat. Big time. I overheard Mireille say I was the size of a large grapefruit (with uncalled for terror in her voice, mind you). Did I need to hear that? Definitely not.

And it appears these wounds are kinda scary. Mireille glanced at me from the corner of her eye and was quick to replace the dressings. I've been gouged in something like seven different locations, which is much more than I was expecting.

Not much has changed today except the pain is still quite minimal. Barely any medications are required. Plus, Mireille is putting a surprising amount of weight on me while walking. Things are looking good.

Here I am with a good ol', reliable bag of ice.

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