meant to documentate this yesterday
last thing i did on tuesday, was walk about on my own, at my own place, minding my own business, in my own bare feet, when without any expectation my right foot found purchase atop a pointy shard of glass.
now, people who asked me whether i had gotten stitches, i was like, "hell no. i would give bubonic plague at least a day to see whether it improved on its own."
that said, though i did not wash or dress the wound (i only applied pressure to stanch the flow of blood), and it was a little infected, that i appear by now to have made a full recovery.
now, people who asked me whether i had gotten stitches, i was like, "hell no. i would give bubonic plague at least a day to see whether it improved on its own."
that said, though i did not wash or dress the wound (i only applied pressure to stanch the flow of blood), and it was a little infected, that i appear by now to have made a full recovery.