Deena, the night nurse, says I look much better today... more confident. I thanked her again. She was the one last night who cleaned me up and tried to comfort me when I was crying. I told her I'm didn't sleep much, but I did feel a bit better.
She asked me if I wanted a painkiller. I was confused, more? Turns out today is when they stop automatically giving it to me: I will need to ask for the next doses. However, the anti-blood-clotting needle - that's still mandatory.
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I've been told this photo series could also have been called "Funny Faces Only a Mom Could Love". :P Oh, well, it's biological.
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