I’m pretty squeamish. I’ve mentioned this before. To give you an idea of how squeamish I am, while I tell people that I have watched all of Game of Thrones, the reality is that I “watched” a lot of it with my eyes squished shut and my hands or a blanket covering my face… you know… for protection…

Even just the concept of staples creeps me out. So a surgery with a distinct “ick” factor combined with having my head held together with staples after the fact did not really help to mitigate my inherent squeamishness.

Needless to say, in order to get through this period, I resorted to the full on Ostrich System… completely ignoring reality as if it didn’t even exist. And this worked! I survived the two plus weeks, and yesterday was the day that all of these creepy implements were removed… (I always knew the number was greater than 1…turns out the magic number was 30!)

By the way, for the staple removal, the hospital literally sent me home with a medical grade staple remover and said “Go see your family doctor”… and mine is on holidays!… but I am lucky to have a dear friend from my MBA class who is a nurse, and who graciously made a house call yesterday morning to help me out with this… so I am now footloose and staple-free! (Well, at least staple-free… footloose will come later… after three more weeks of bedrest…)