This morning the same thing happened but not as bad. I just dealt with it. Joe changed the bandage, cleaned up the blood and I went off to work. It feels like a small war going on at the back of my head, but I know that is the healing. It is itching which is, of course, a good sign. It is just so annoying. I have a meeting to attend Friday for work out of town and I really don't want to sit there all day with a bandage on my head. I will wear it and I will also get over it.
Saturday we have a funeral to attend for my nephew. He was tragically killed several weeks ago. It's a long story that I don't want to get into, but my sister-in-law is having a hard time with it. I can't blame her at all. The entire family needs closure so it pretty much puts my hassles in prospective. There is usually something that will humble me into knowing how blessed I am.
Abby called us last night. What a smile that brought to our faces. I answered the phone and could hear her talking to her momma. She is such a sweetie. I can't wait for her birthday party a week from Saturday. All of our granddaughters will be there. One is still in the oven. We don't know what sex the other one still cooking is. Abby said last night "I believe it is a boy, I am going to have a brother." I love how grownup she can sound....and she's only 3!