Injuries and Pain

Well, it would be typical that today's post follows what I wrote yesterday.. I totally need some of those feelings right now. You see, I just came home after having removed a birth mark/mole on my chest, and by removed I mean; they cut it off and stitched me up and said off you go, see you in five days. It was kind of a shocking experience since I went in to have it checked out (it hurt a bit yesterday and the day before) and the doctor was all like; well, we can remove it and send it for testing. I was not really sure what he meant (whether he meant to do it today or book a new time or whatever) so I weakly responded with an OK, and he just said that he had some time over, and we went into this other room. A nurse came along, they put some spray on the birth mark (to numb it I guess, which didn't work very well), cut it off and stitched me up. It all happened very fast so I didn't really process it until I was on my way home. This was the first (and hopefully last) time I got stitches.

Considering how prone I am to hurt myself (not in a self-destructive way, I'm just very clumsy), this was a surprising realisation for me. I've broken my arm, had splintered bones in my feet and one tiny fracture in my little finger. I've also fallen and severely hurt my caudal vertebra (tail bone for muggles), and also hurt it on other occasions. Additionally I've cut myself while shaving or doing something else with a knife/razor blade on so many occasions I cannot count them, not to mention the amount of blisters I've had (for whatever reason). Also, I've fallen and hurt my knees on several occasions (once I had seven pebble stones in my knee, and another time I fell over a nail that stuck up from a boat and there I now have a five cm scar (two inches)). When I was a toddler I even fell with my head into the corner of a piano, so I have a scar on my forhead (they didn't use stitches then, since it was in my face and I would've looked ugly). To top it all off I have had glass or other things stuck in my feet and hands a lot. Oh, and my hair caught fire once. So, you see why I'm surprised I haven't had the need for stitches before?

I hope you've had less accidents in your life (and to think, I managed all of the above, as well as severely burning my foot on oil from a frying pan, in eighteen years)!

xoxo
Frida