I'm just about ready to leave work, but I've decided to try something in my blog.  I'm going to do regular updates still, but there will be a short daily update on my adventures in Woundland, which I'm going to use to track what happens each day with the wound, the nursing visit, if changes are made to the way my dressing is done, what problems there were and when.  This is going to be my ammunition for my update with my surgeon.  It may be a single entry in my journal that I just keep updating, we'll see as we go.  Anyway, I try not to say anything that will make people too squeamish normally, but be forwarned that those versions of my update may be a little more detailed.  While I won't post them, I may take photos to go with my entries.  I do not want Dr. McLeod claiming it's impossible that my wound not gotten better or has gotten worse.

I'll save the rest of my update for when I get home, as I have to leave in a few minutes, but I will tell you what happened when I saw my boss tonight before he left.  He was like, saw your message, so it's not working.  I was like, just once I'd like not to be right.  He was like, well you know your body best.  I'm like yes, better than a doctor who hasn't spent more than 2 minutes with me every 6-8 weeks or more than 5 since my surgery January 18.  I told him I'd talked to the CCAC staff member who works out of Mt Sinai and told her what happened yesterday.  Her reaction "did you talk to your surgeon?"  I was like, that was my surgeon.  And that she said maybe I had good reason to dig in my heels.  Then I said to him "How dare she call my wound superficial!!!  If it's so superficial, let's put it on her and see how she deals with it!"  At that point he burst out laughing and couldn't stop, he just lost it, he laughed uncontrollably, nearly to the point of tears LOL.  I'm glad I can provide some comiic relief.  Just as I did last week when I got tangled up in my tubing at lunch and my coworker Alberto couldn't stop laughing at me!