Posted by on May 28, 2018 | 14 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

A teacher friend of mama’s once said that assumption is the mother of mess up.

How true.  Mama went to the doc thinking she would have her head fixed and instead only got it examined.  Why on earth would she assume that a surgeon is going to snip around on your head without discussion and explanation of the whole process?  Duh.

Even I could have told you that, mama.

SO, back to the drawing board in August.  In this case, back to the doc now that she knows what’s going to happen.

Mama just hopes he is a fine coutourier, because he’s doing stitches that are supposed to be invisible and so that mama won’t look like Frankenstein with a cross-hatch scar.  But I think she’ll look as if she were in a fencing match for a few months.

Hey, she’s lucky: young, thick skin is really hard to sew up, and mama has old, fragile skin, haha.  Uh, oh, she’s giving me a look…..

Mama, you’re just an old sew and sew, haha.