Hmm, must be your dodgey works computer mate!
If it's any consolation, I think Dave's only 14years younger than you mate
Right. Got home from the hospital yesterday. Stitches...are....OUT!
Appointment was only delayed 90mins this time, again with no explanation. Eventually went in to see a nurse who straight away started to defend herself about the miscommunication in my appointment or something. Even though I hadn't even opened my mouth by this point. Very bolshy and in your face type pain in the arse nurse. My vision of soaking my arm to ease away the dressing and scab was pretty short lived and the bitch pulled them all off. Then steri-strips came off. Then the dreaded tweezers came in to pick the scabs off, which drew blood. However was pretty happy with the results aesthetically, even though that wasn't what I was after initially.
Then it was time to remove the stitches. Stitches which were
under the skin?!? I didn't even know they could do this. But I had 3 long stitches, all about 3" long that had to come out. As she pulled them out from under the scar it was like a burning sensation


First one came out fine. Second one she had to give it a good 'ol "yank" for it come out

Third one was pretty painful.
So not a nice experience. The nurse didn't put my at ease whatsoever, and kept telling me how she had 20 years of experience and therefore knew more than the doctors in the hospital and everyone should listen to her
I've got to keep steri-strips on the scar but the next few days, and it's still bleeding in places, and I can't yet lock out my elbow. But when I got home my girlfriend noticed that there was about 2mm of a stitch still poking out. When the nurse had yanked the second one, she had obviously snapped it and never got in to dig the rest out. So I had to pull it out with my fingernails
Mrs "20 years of experience" had left over an inch of it still under my skin. In your face bitch.
Anyway, hope to be lifting again by next week
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