Day 8

The stitches itch so much! The stinging/sharp pain is still there when I walk or sit or do anything really, but the itching is worse.

Someone once told me that when a wound itches it means it's healing. I don't know if this is true - I feel more like it's my body telling me it wants the stitches OUT so it can heal. Baths don't help - they itch (I'm still on 2 a day) and painkillers don't help itching, obviously.

So anyway I did a very stupid thing and started cutting out my stitches in a kind of spontaneous D-I-Y operation of idiocy. Don't ask. I don't think I can even write about it right now. Basically I spent almost an hour with a mirror and some very professional surgical tools (well not exactly - I used cotton buds and nail scissors, both soaked in boiling water beforehand) also I tried to numb the area first. With a coke can from the fridge.

DO NOT attempt this. Seriously, what was I thinking!? Anyone who's been reading this blog assuming I'm a sensible/reliable information source is most definitely going to think I'm crazy and stop reading. If I don't get an infection of some kind it's going to be a miracle. While most of the stitches are still intact and I only trimmed the sticking-out parts, there's some bits which seem to have NO stitches now... just a gaping wound. Well that's an exaggeration. There's only one bit like this, and it's not even bleeding, just kind of...open. Gross. I'm going to stop now.

More accurate description of what actually went down as well as a report of how it looks after a night of (I hope) intense healing, to follow. If I can sleep that is...I couldn't get comfortable last night. I'm still on 2 paracetemol and 1 ibuprofen, 4 times a day. The End.