2:08 – sitting in U of M Hospital waiting room to get an X-Ray of my post-surgery area on my upper right leg
3:10 – discussing my bone health extensively during another appointment in the same room with a PA
3:55 – OOUUUUUUCH!!!!! – 3, count ’em THREE – P-A-I-N-F-U-L staple removal procedures from my 3 incision sites were performed ***Thankfully an awesome medical assistant Ashley happily & adeptly – but very painfully, mind you – cut out my 3 sets of multiple staples in my upper right leg. (I was TOTALLY 100% correct to be worried beforehand – the staple removal procedure hurt a heck of a lot.)
4:11 – back in the X-Ray waiting area to receive a bone density test advised in my bone health appointment
4:25 – called each of my 2 older sisters to describe this eventful day
4:50 – blood test drawn with happy-to-report nearly completely painless poke
5:15 – after a time at the hospital that lasted much longer than expected, my fantastic Mom & I stopped on the way home for a couple well-deserved nut-covered & delicious caramel apples
DISCLAIMER: The red spots on my face are a result of the pain medication in my system & will soon disappear.
Extra Tidbit, because, why not?
Loving this below quote that I read earlier, my worrying about my staples being taken out was proved to be worth the worry, since the action of clipping them from my tender post-op area was indeed an extremely “ouch-worthy” time. However, I also agree with the quoted saying from a Guideposts email.
“Worrying is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do, but it doesn’t get you anywhere.”