I had my stiches out today, which was a fairly painless experience. I’d expected it to be one long thread but it turned out to be a series of small, independent loops, which got cut and removed with tweezers.

I’ve still got the same wrist splint and bandage style dressing on though. If all goes well, that should come off next Friday at what ought to be my final appointment at Nottingham City Hospital so they probably figured it wasn’t worth switching me to a moulded plastic cover.

Underneath, the arm doesn’t look that bad. I’ll still have a scar to remind me to be very careful with power tools but I’m probably not going to convince anyone that I went swimming with sharks (or, for that matter, possibly not even that I pruned myself with a chainsaw).