That One Time I Got My Staples Removed

I've been counting down to today. Today was THE day. The day my stupid staples got removed.

I must admit, two days ago, they started REALLY bugging me. SO, without approval from the parentals or the doctors, I started pulling out my staples. I only got two out before my Father told me not to pull out ANY MORE. He found some gause and medical tape, and covered my incision so that it would not be tempting. Yesterday still bothered me though. I wanted the staples gone SO bad. Fortunately, today my mother drove me up to Connor (sister Katie's husband)'s house and with the handi dandi stapler remover the doctor gave us before leaving the hospital, Connor removed the staples.

The first one was painful. I won't lie. But once Connor figured out the best way to do it, he popped out nearly all of them with only a little pinch. One staple was being difficult and I think he wanted to stay. But despite his fight, Connor took that little bugger and threw him in the trash. Good thing Connor is a real man. I would've felt guilty and let the poor staple stay. Yes, I'm being serious.

My head.... Staples GONE. Gross, I know.

This picture was taken after I spent like 30 minutes carefully cleaning it. The picture below was taken RIGHT after the staples were taken out.

Gross, Huh??

Okay, so despite the painful (probably more painful emotionally than physically) staple removal time, I did get to see my ADORABLE niece Emmeline (Katie & Connor's) and hold her and let me just tell you. Pictures do not do this baby justice. She is just so precious. And no, i'm not just biased because she's my niece. She really is a cute baby. See for yourself:

Mom holding baby Emmeline

Me with Emmeline right before I went home...

So precious.

Anyways, that's all for now. More confessions to come.

- J