I haven’t written in a while because I’ve been caught in a moral dilemma over talking about work. Our director is extremely conscious about any sort of negative news going out into the world about the HS, so I’ve restrained myself for the past month now from talking about anything.
However, I’ve decided that I’m going to talk about it anyway, because I’m not going to slant anything any direction, just tell things from my perspective in the clinic.
Unfortunately, now’s not the time to begin the storytelling, because I’m about to leave for work, so it’ll have to wait until tonight.
Until then, I’ll leave with three amazing and disgusting things I’ve seen and done in the last week:
1. Eyeball popped out of its socket
2. Glued a stomach back together (twice)
3. Gigantic tumor on a dog’s throat (we’re talking 15 pounds)
