Today is stitches day. The removal, thereof. Hopefully, the histology report is ready and it doesn’t show anything yucky again.
My darling son offered to go with me, even though I terrified him by my driving last time. Hey, I got lost – again – and did a wild u-turn. He turned white and gripped the seat. I think I heard him praying. Anyway, wasn’t he brave?
I am determined to find my way home without getting lost today. I swear, I’m about ready to tattoo a map to my house on my chest. Or pin a note to my lapel. Hi, I’m Karen and I’m lost.
EDITED TO ADD: Received the histology report – everything is cool. They got all the yucky cells. Hopefully, I won’t ever have to return again. (Crossing fingers and spitting into the wind.)