The mole of doom: well, this week was a big week…I got to wear a bra on Tuesday! Yay! Who knew I’d ever be excited about that? Healing, still a smidgen on the scary side to look at, and I won’t tell you in detail about playing Operation on myself tonight and randomly yanking out sutures…but it’s on the road to recovery. I think, though, I’m allergic to BandAids. Is that possible? At any rate, the bright red BandAid shaped rash is almost gone.
The hellacious sprained ankle from October soccer is wayway better, but not perfect. If I move just so, it’s like OWWWWWW, GEEEEEEZ, CRUDDDDDDDDDDDDDD, so some little muscle or tendon inside there isn’t quite happy yet. Still sporting an ankle brace several days a week but mucho improved. Not limping, so that’s excellent! Think I’m laying off soccer in favor of some other shenanigans for January—stay tuned to see what else I might get into before I return to the soccer field…because you know I will return to soccer at some point; I’ve been playing since I was 5, so I love the game, war wounds and all.
Anyhoo, thanks for all the good thoughts, everyone, and also all the crass no-bra thoughts as well. Kat’s on the mend!