my right foot

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So my giant wound got infected and filled with pus. Ack! Had to go back to specialist to get it drained and an entire layer of dead skin removed in a minor operation. Being the sort who gets a kick from watching nurses draw blood, I was fascinated while the doc was prepping his instruments, swabbing the area and prodding with sharp tools, until he made me lie down.

"No point looking at such unpleasant things," he said. I think he was worried I'd faint.

Now I have to clean this gaping hole twice a day without the nurse's help. Everytime I take off the dressing, I feel my knees going weak.