Stitch Free

Yesterday I had my stitches taken out. I lied about having 150, I only had three running stitches. Those hurt more than regular stitches on the way out. Each one was about six inches long. But in the end it was worth it.

My dad did ok with the lift and putting me in my chair. The worst part was on the road to and from Escanaba, Michigan.

I am still doing my stretches with my dad. They still hurt me but getting better. I’m getting ready to go in my chair for awhile.

I’m running out of things to say so I’ll end it here.

TTFN