I can’t imagine getting stitches in my eyelid without being out for the count! I DID have them on both eyelids, but I had drifted out of then back into the coma by the time they began to sew up the eyelids. Now that my skin is getting thinner, the scars are easier to see and harder to cover up.
No one can say I led an uneventful life! I’ve got enough scars for three or four people!
Tomorrow, after I’ve written to Charlie, I’m going to clean out and rearrange the hall closet. I was in such a hurry to get the boxes unpacked after I moved in that things just went everywhere, and now I can’t find anything. So I’ll spend about an hour tomorrow to get it all squared away. I’m sure I can free up some space that could be used for more important stuff.
Chuck was back today, but I didn’t go see him. He said he had an upper respiratory virus infection and didn’t want me to get it, so he was off-limits to me. I’m just as glad!
Anyway, I’ll he heading down the hall soon.
I hope you have a good night. It was birthday party night at the Spanish choir. We just got home.