Last week I developed an infection to my wound. I was put on antibiotics to get rid of the infection. I had the stitches removed and it was a relief because it was swollen and infected. We has to squeeze the puss out!
Today Iwent back and my hand is heaps better. Yesterday I removed all the dead skin. It looks so much better. Some spot has bled because of the new skin not stretching. I go back to the hospital tomorrow.
i am now no longer experiencing nerve pain or pins and needles. It was really worth having the operation after a long battle of these horrible pain. I sleep so much better now and my voices are sort of under control. I'm slowly drifting away from my dad as I have realised he is depending on me. I did not stay the weekend. I spent the weekend sorting out papers etc and found another poem.
I have put it up but there is no title. Let me know what you think!