After The Bankart Repair Surgery (Part 1)
Dad took a picture of a very groggy me at the ward.
Jessie couldn’t be there because she was at work, so she sent a hamper over the moment I reached home. Thank you so much my dear!
Later on in the night… I had to change into a set of more comfortable clothing. Taking out the buttoned shirt was easy..
Still a little bit of bleeding.
Putting on clothes was not! I was in serious fucking pain trying to squeeze into a singlet, therefore Dad had to cut up an old t-shirt. He cut me the sexiest t-shirt ever!
I’m going to remove the dressing tonight, because it has become damp from the excess blood and saline, hopefully get a closer look and a picture of the two holes. Jessie’s coming over after work with dinner and to help me wash-up. I haven’t bathed for a day and I really really stink, especially with dried blood under the arm pits.
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