Up Too Close and Somewhat Personal

FAIR WARNING: BLOODY SCAB PHOTOS BELOW. PLEASE VIEW ONLY IF YOU’RE INTO SUCH THINGS OR CURIOUS WITH A STRONG STOMACH.

here we are tuning in at 2 a.m. live at my house for the latest breaking news update on the state of the union of the top half of my right leg with the bottom half of my right leg, AKA my knee. i’ll stop talking about this soon, i promise. maybe tomorrow. oh wait, it is tomorrow.

whatever, hot pics!!! barely legal! this is must-see raw flesh like you’ve probably seen before! (consider it a warning to some)

here was the real doodoo factor — as i was trying to take off the gauze wrap, i discovered the secretions from the wound had merged with the cotton threads and were pulling on the scabbage. how fun!

observe! i’m a mummy!

i wandered around the house like this for awhile to mentally prep for the wrap removal/scab tearing..

and after twenty minutes of coaxing cotton off of solidified platelets and other assorted dried ooze bits…ripping it off would have been more punchy, i agree.

PRESENTING the wound. ta-da!

hip hip hoorah! still quite the looker. it’s hardly a substantial injury, but it’s the most graphically pleasing one i’ve gotten for some time and it impedes basic motor skills so good enough. the yellow bits are infected, but that goes without saying, doesn’t it.?

ok a large spider is peer pressuring me to go to bed. and spiders usually get their way. toodleloo.

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