All wound out

Happy to say that both my iPod cameras work again!

(Look at the brave boy actually closing his eyes in the great out doors. Very brave for a city cat!)

But I am even HAPPIER to report that the nurse did not pack my wound today because the packing no longer stays in! Hip hip hoooraaaaaay!

Whoot!

And yes I did make the call to get signed into the cancer centre's program. As usual it took the longest to establish the fact that despite my voice I am not a man. Saying I am not a sir my name is Ruth only resulted in being called Bruce. But we got there eventually and that's all that matters!