In about three minutes, BB is going to remove the skin biopsy sutures from my back and forearm. I am not looking forward to this. News in 3-2-1 ...
... aaaand, we're back.
Yeah, it was definitely something I should not have sweated. One pull that wasn't pleasant, three removals that I couldn't even tell had happened.
Proving yet again that I am every emergency room staff's personal nightmare — the twitchy whinger who flinches, complains and squeals long before any medical equipment has actually touched epidermis.