I've been pretty sick this week. I went to the ER with severe abdominal pain Monday evening, got admitted and was released Wednesday afternoon (mostly at my insistence, since my son was having surgery Thursday and I didn't want to cancel it.) I overdid it Thursday and wound up back in the ER Thursday night. The good news is I have morphine, and that makes life a bit more manageable until I can see my surgeon on Monday. The bad news is that while the pain is mostly gone, I'm light headed and woozy.
So, Friday afternoon I decided I needed a shower. Now, being the smart person that I am, I decided that the best place to do this was at my boyfriend's house, where he could help me if I needed it. Being the not so smart person that I am, I didn't insist that he sit in the bathroom with me. Now, bf's shower is the type with a door, and of course, that door comes with a metal rail where the door latches closed. It's also pertinent to this story to know that I have pierced nipples. You know where this is going, right....
And so I get out of the shower and promptly get a dizzy spell, lose my balance and fall. Somewhere in the fall my boob caught on the metal door rail, ripping the piercing completely out. My nipple is now in two pieces. Thankfully, I have morphine, so it's not all that painful to me, but the grossness of seeing how it split is somehow fascinating to me.
Can somebody please rewind the clock a few days so I can go back and do yesterday over?
So, Friday afternoon I decided I needed a shower. Now, being the smart person that I am, I decided that the best place to do this was at my boyfriend's house, where he could help me if I needed it. Being the not so smart person that I am, I didn't insist that he sit in the bathroom with me. Now, bf's shower is the type with a door, and of course, that door comes with a metal rail where the door latches closed. It's also pertinent to this story to know that I have pierced nipples. You know where this is going, right....
And so I get out of the shower and promptly get a dizzy spell, lose my balance and fall. Somewhere in the fall my boob caught on the metal door rail, ripping the piercing completely out. My nipple is now in two pieces. Thankfully, I have morphine, so it's not all that painful to me, but the grossness of seeing how it split is somehow fascinating to me.
Can somebody please rewind the clock a few days so I can go back and do yesterday over?
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