Monday, November 23, 2009

My new specialty

My stitches are supposed to dissolve, but instead came loose/untied and they had been bothering me all weekend!
While I was at Target yesterday I picked up some manicure scissors and alcohol wipes with full intention of taking them out myself.

As soon as I got into my car I busted the goods out, along with my tweezers set I keep in my make up case. I proceeded to pull down my visor mirror, clean off my 'tools' and take out what stitches I could see.
I guess this was weird enough, because the man who pulled in next to me gave me the weirdest look. I think that I am ready to be a surgical intern...or at least on the cast of Grey's Anatomy, don't ya think? ☺

Not to worry, I didn't take them ALL out...just the loose ones that were bothering me. I am not completely stupid...I'd seen my Dad take out stitches before. That ought to count for some clinical hours, right? ☺
I have a post op appointment tomorrow to have things checked out and I am a little hesitant to reveal my parking lot 'procedure' to the Doc when he inquires about my missing stitches.
Hmm...how can I put a spin on that??

2 comments:

Mandy said...

I can't believe you did that! That's too funny. Good luck at your post op. Hopefully the doc won't think it's a big deal!

Grand Pooba said...

Ok so these stitches were in your mouth? ha! I love it, I would do that to and I love how you couldn't wait until you got home. You had to get it done right there in the car!

I envy you.