12 Days ago i had small surgery on my left hand. Something wierd was there on my knuckle and as my dad died of cancer i went to dermatologist ( where i go since my dad died).
He said ..pls lay down on the bed and we will remove that. Nurse and doctor in green outfit and mask before the mouth. The injection for the anaesthesia was a small thing But then the nurse said Bite ur teeth !! Im going to put some fluid inside. Jesus ..tears over my cheeks. Its skin on the bones there. But as i am a strong woman ( dont laugh) i was thinking It will be over in seconds. Doc took his material (Scalpel) brrrrrrrrrrrr.
The surgery was over in 10 minuts. Peace of cake.
The surgeon closed the wound with 2 stitches. No pain .. the anaesthesia did its job. A small bandage and i could go. After that i went to a birthday party and had a good time.No worries. But then. Around 2 Am in the morning i woke from sever pain. The anaesthesia had done its job. Like a knife cutting in my hand.
With pain killers i made it to office. Had to use my right hand. But oke.I managed.
Once and a while a sharp pain from the top of my Middle finger( Yes that one I cant use now haha) to my elbow. And i knew what the reason was. The stitches under my skin on the knuckle touched my bone every time That was the pain. So now thursday i decided (we decided My colleagues and myself) that i ( we) had to remove those. ( its oke guys most of them have medical beackground) .No masks no scalpel no green outfits Just a knife lol
pfffffffffffffff this was a relief. Pain is almost preterite.
Now monday morning i have to face the surgeon. He will be mad. Cos i did his job.Probably not the way he had in mind. But i know one thing. I did ( we) the right thing.
How a small thing can make my last weeks like hell. (ohhh What he took out is examined in lab…Will see.