Photos of my head! Not as gory as hoped/anticipated, honestly.

first, witness this hairstyle enabled by dried blood all through my hair

This is yesterday after I took the bandages off and this morning. I washed all the blood out of my hair yesterday so everything is a little less crunchy. Unlike my knee, they used dissolvable stitches for this, so there is significantly less gnarly to look at because the stitches match my skin instead of being black fishing line. My plan of showing up at a Walmart and looking like an escapee from a post-apocalyptic human experiment lab will not work because I will just show up looking like I have a long history with meth or bedbugs or something and not suspicious surgical stuff.

Still some residual medical Sharpie because I didn’t want to go hard on the scrubbing right around where my head was sewn together.

There are six of them but it is hard to get pictures of the ones on the back of my head, so you get most of them. The important one is the big motherfuker at the front of my head anyway. That’s the one I got to see when they took it out. It looked like a large yellowish lima bean.

I was in and out of consciousness (by design) for this procedure but I’m super glad that I was awake and with it enough to both see the largest one and remember it. Little bastard has been plaguing me for years I at least wanted to look it in the face before telling it to fuck off. I’ve been so curious for like 20 years about what that thing looked like.

Anyway, that’s surgery update funtime. I don’t feel any pain from any of them just a slight itch every now and then, so I only needed to take the meds they gave me once, right after the procedure finished and I left the hospital.