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The home physical therapist came this morning to remove my bandage.

He’s sweet and calls me a rock star.

And Super Girl.

And the ideal patient because I’m doing so well so quickly. Honestly, he’s amazed I’m walking easily, doing exercises and caring for myself without assistance.

My pain tolerance leaves him speechless. Especially since the nerve block wore off and I didn’t reach for the narcotics.

Sadly most people are still suffering at this point but he was so impressed with my progress, he decided to discharge me early… even though my insurance would cover three more visits.

Yay me.

And now, the reveal.

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Ta da!

The purple permanent marker is what the surgeon uses to line up your skin after he cuts. They take forever to fade and it’s not like you can use anything to scrub them off on a fresh scar.

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The PT guy carefully used a few alcohol wipes to remove some of the outer lines.

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But damn, I still look like Frankenstein.

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