I know I do!
After spending five hours at the dermatologist's office, I'm stitched up like a baseball, bandaged up, and ready to go.
Well, not really ready to go anywhere for a week or so, just going to hide in the basement, watch too much TV, maybe play guitar a bit, play with the cats, that sort of thing.
That's all I can muster for a half-hearted smile, the bandaged half of my face is still deader than a doornail from about fifteen needle shots of local anesthetic.
After spending five hours at the dermatologist's office, I'm stitched up like a baseball, bandaged up, and ready to go.
Well, not really ready to go anywhere for a week or so, just going to hide in the basement, watch too much TV, maybe play guitar a bit, play with the cats, that sort of thing.
That's all I can muster for a half-hearted smile, the bandaged half of my face is still deader than a doornail from about fifteen needle shots of local anesthetic.