I am sad, and my face hurts. This is my second day all alone. Things seemed okay, until the doctor had to fix one of the splints in my nose. Supposedly I was going in today for him to remove the dangling tubes and clean things out. He did so on the left, but the right side needed to be pulled forward. The stitches that held it in place were broken when they inflated the balloons to stop my bleeding. (Ugh…this sucks.) So today he had to literally reach in and tug it forward. Imagine that scene in _Total Recall_ when Arnold removes the probe from his brain via his nose. Imagine poor Zeus if he had to give birth to Athena through the nasal cavity. Imagine me…scared…sad…being beaten up by my doctor. It wasn’t as bad as it could have been, but I will admit it didn’t make things easy today. I don’t know which is worse, the current pain I’m feeling from this morning’s trama, or the fear of the pain I’ll feel on Friday when the doctor has to remove both of my splints by tugging them out my nose. Sheesh. I need a drink…