3rd day of recovery

Today not so good. I kept checking out the stitches in my mouth every few minutes. It looks gross. I fear the skin the thread are dangling to might tear off anytime soon. The affected area also felt like an ulcer is forming.

Eating became such a hassle now. I think I would rather starve myself than risk a visit to the A&E.

My paranoia has made the experience so uncomfortable. While I am sad my medical leave is coming to an end soon (hate to come back to an overflowing inbox again), I can't wait to see my Dr to have the stitches removed.

Hopefully tomorrow I won't be so depressed about this anymore.