Mr. Pesky’s first appointment with the neurosurgeon is in the books. He was given a few options with surgery being the last choice. Because his current problem is in the exact same spot that was treated by surgery 4 years ago, it’s more dangerous this time around. There is now scar tissue in the area and moving the nerve sack is more difficult. He was better yesterday so I’m hoping with time, physical therapy, and medication, he will continue to see improvement.
The obligatory selfie.
I started this thing where I would take a selfie at each doctor or hospital visit. Today was no exception. You’d think after I did this 100,000 times I’d remember to sit back instead of plastering my face close to the camera’s lens. But no! You’d also think I’d take a series of photos so I could pick a decent one. No again!
So here I am with a Band-Aid on my big fat head — looking like I have a wad of chew in my lower lip — sitting beside Mr. Pesky who is obviously thrilled to be in a doctor’s office.
About that Band-Aid…
The nurses warned me 100 times not to remove the tape they had on my forehead. They even said it would be easier to get the stitch out when they removed it there in the office next week. But before going to Carl’s appointment, I looked at the thing and it was showing black through the white tape. It looked like a big ole’ bird had dropped poop on my forehead during a fly by bombing.
I peeled the tape off against doctor’s orders and found there’s a reason they said not to do it. The ends of the stitches were about an inch long and attached to the darned tape. Of course, it’s easier to get the stitches out that way since it’s all attached. But it’s not attached anymore. 😬
I’ll share another selfie tomorrow of me with Mom at the dentist — because I’m obligated and committed to this stupid tradition.
Now you know: James H. Salisbury, the inventor of Salisbury steak, was an early proponent of germ theory and invented his steak to prevent diarrhea.