I had another doc's appointment today, which went well. Doc reccomended I purchase some Scar Guard at the front desk to make my seams a little less red and puffy. Even though he is selling it for about 10 bucks less than suggested retail price, that shit's expensive at 50 bucks for 30 mL.
Yeah, I got some anyhow. I am a consumer whore.
So now I'm hanging out in my cut-offs waiting for the goop on my boobages (which now smell oddly of wart-remover) to dry. Going shirtless rocks. I should do it all the time. I am a construction worker, after all.