Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Man Down

I think I am our first olympic casualty.

I sat on a DPN. It went an inch into my thigh. Nicholas had to pull it out because it was too deep for me to do. Then the nice doctor at Allina Shoreview irrigated my wound. So it's clean now, but the cleaning solution is oozing out of my thigh.

In a word, gross.

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