The last few days my leg has been peeling. A lot. As in...so
much that when I take off my pants my leg is half the size because it has flaked
off and shed into my pants... I’m
worried that if my leg keeps shedding at such a rate, that within the next week I’ll
only have a bone, my substitute
ACL will have flaked off, and my surgery will have been for nothing. The thing is that, yes, I am exaggerating, but not by THAT
much. It would seem that the top layer of my skin has been poisoned to death by
whatever antiseptic it is they put on it during my surgery.
I really couldn’t decide if I wanted to put up a picture of
my leg in this state or not. I was thinking “yes, it’s disgusting! Post a
picture!” Then I would think “no, it’s disgusting! Don’t post a picture!” Then
I would hover at “yes! It’s disgusting! Maybe
post a picture!” Then I remembered a time in high school when a friend had
eaten so many salt and vinegar chips that his tongue was peeling from acid burn.
I didn’t even realise a tongue could peel, let alone with the magnitude that
his was. I’m surprised the skin peeling off his tongue didn’t clog his throat
and choke him to death that’s how gross it was. My point is... I still get
amusement thinking of his peeling tongue. So here:
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| Very a-peeling leg. |
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| Flakes on my leggings... |
P.S: Don’t google “peeling tongue”. There are surprising
amounts of results about how to prepare pig tongues, by peeling them, for
eating. I don’t care how tender a piece of meat that is, it’s like the extreme
version of tonguing a pig. Gross.


Why can't I comment on your blog!?
ReplyDeleteOh it works now. Well, what I was trying to say was that those flakes made me lose my appetite hahaha.
ReplyDeleteHahahahaha, I'm sorry! It's lucky I didn't collect them for you then ;)
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