For those of you who have not yet finished dinner, here is a photo of my leg again, only this time revealing the results of the operation which have finally put paid to my chances of ever advertising for Pretty Polly.
On a plus note, the doc said all was healing well. Terry Tendon, it turns out, is still hanging in there and so, as a special reward, I have been given a brand new cast to last me for the next four weeks. Hurrah!
Now, get on with your meals.
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6 comments:
I've had me tea, thank you very much. The picture still isn't as bleugh inducing as the close up footage of blocked toilets that ITV seem to be showing at the moment for some reason.
Some of those stitches look a bit rusty to me.
And think of all the lovely physiotherapy to come!
Even Frankenstein had neater stitching than that.
You are a Brave Little Soldier and have an exciting new scar in time for Halloween!
Betty - Ah! So that's why their newsreaders are standing up all the time! You'd think they could get their own toilets ublocked.
Arabella - Yes, that's going to be a laugh. I've already met my pysiotherapist - blonde (tick), leggy (tick), funny (tick), man-hungry (tick), flat-chested (cross), with a goatee beard (cross) and testicles (cross). His name is Andy.
Garfer - I know. The surgeon apologised for that but explained that he never really got his eye in until about 11am when he'd had his third can.
Doris - Thank you.......and I'm no trouble to anyone, am I ?(sniff, sniff).
The stitches won't do any harm but my face already tends to get me into any Hallow'een fancy dress party going.
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