Hurrah for paracetamol!

The dressing's off.
The operation site looks quite clean and dry.
It's sore but not unbearable.
Paracetamol is more than adequate.

I've been feeling OK, but taking things quietly. No running, jumping, cycling or tram-riding for the present. (The back of my neck looks just a little alarming for now.)

I have a prescription to take to a local nurse to get the (four purple) stitches out next Tuesday.
There's a trio of well-regarded nurses just alongside our tram-stop.


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