Eighteenth

My wound got smaller this week! Only millimeters smaller, but hey, I'll take it.

I went to the wound clinic today and they did measurements. There's a new ring of pale tissue around the sore, which I took to be dying tissue, but they tell me it's the pale and slightly pink color of new skin trying to grow.

It's kind of exciting, especially after last week when doc after doc pretty much said they can't fix me. I mean, I know I'm not going to be miraculously cured, but it was a bummer to hear it out loud from a lot of people last week. I was hoping in the back of my head that they'd at least be able to staple this stupid sore shut. Added to that was some personal stuff, and there've been bumps in our finances (like everybody else these days, it's insane out there) - anyway, it was a shitty week, so sorry if I was a downer to anyone I chatted with.

Cheers, and if I don't see you in the next couple of weeks, Merry Christmas!