no photos!

Arm/hand are sore, albeit w/ periodic shooting pains.  Wrapped from wrist to elbow, w/ wrist immobile.  No peeking until 2/3 – a long time from now, and to be typing one-handed. 

The thigh donor site wound stings like crazy, even at a margin of more than an inch around it, which I don't understand.  It hurts more if I move, including just walking, but that's consistent with my memory of last summer's graft surgery. 

Bill and I took off the tape and released the blood bubble yesterday afternoon, resulting in a Psycho-like moment for the shower.  My sweet husband, who really hates blood, was very brave.  The Dr. wants the wound open to the air.  Since the scab is still oozing, this means walking around w/ no pants.  I have on one of Bill’s cycling leggings (on the good leg) and then socks and slippers.  It's a beyond-scary get-up, honestly!  Can’t go out, obviously and can't really have visitors.  Annie came last night and brought dinner, but didn't want to look, so I blocked her view with a pillow.  I can only hope that the scab hardens up enough to wear clothes by tomorrow.