Wrist stuff under… um.. I’m not going to use that word because the irony in it is far too grand.
Don’t read if you don’t like gore or blood, I mean it.
So wrist feels like it’s healing. It’s stopped bleeding everytime I bump something at least.
I… I did have to change the bandages though. It’s a lot worst than I thought. A whole lot worst. I managed to sever tendons and an artery. also cut out a large amount of… me. Literally. I’m missing quite a bit of… skin? Muscle? Meat, for lack of a better word? I’m missing quite a bit of whatever in my wrist. It’s functioning alright because the doctors fixed the tendons. Um… it still bled, a lot. I had to fix one of the stitches because it had been put in badly. i fixed it. It cost a cup or so of blood though. I fainted afterwards.
So, aside from the massive gore and blood involved in the past… week? Fortnight? I’ve also had fun with the baths. Dan likes to bathe with me so we can usually fit in a half-hour of cuddling. Things have been getting a tad tense because I can’t really fuck at the moment and the mutual masturbation thing is getting boring. Also, I can’t raise my blood pressure too much or blood everywhere! oh joy
I’m getting fucking tired of blood.
