In the name of Allah, The Most Gracious, The Most Merciful.
Today, I feel a little blue. Like I just want to cry out of sadness over what had happened to me. Yet at the same time, I don’t want to allow myself to do so.
I don’t know which option is better. I don’t know what’s best for myself anymore.
Anyway, I changed my dressing yesterday and the nurse was really kind and attentive to me. She helped me take photos of my wounds as she wanted me to sue the salon. She was quite spirited about it and really pitied me before being concerned for her daughter’s safety as well. Apparently her daughter patronises the same franchise but at a different branch.
Shared the photos with my undercover boss and he wondered if I was Wolverina LOL. He said the wounds were healing nicely. I hope so.
Today I woke up and got my husband to check on the dressing.
Still looks like pus is oozing out from various blisters.
Anyway, my next appointment for a dressing change is tomorrow. Hopefully I’ll get the same nurse so she can help me to take photos again. Hehe.
Then I’ll have an appointment with the Plastic department at the hospital on Tuesday.
I just hope everything will go smoothly and I get to recover quickly and get back into music again.
Just very simple dreams for now.
May He grant me His Favours. – MM
Metropolitan Muslimah 