I finally got home from my Open Heart surgery the middle of January
Went we;; in some aspects while not so well in others
Now on to February and March to to take the long path ahead of me to heal, gain my strength, some PT and a nurse that stops in twice a week, had to get the first one out of here, she insisted on cutting my disposable stitches with unsterilized scissors from her littler bag then rubbing her cell phone flashlight (filthiest thing more so then a toilet) on my incision, my Zipper Cut, Lobster Cut.. She made me uncomfortable since the day she first arrived at my house.
Allot of tears and some blood from her poor choices
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