STITCH IN TIME

I have had an annoying little bump on my chin for almost a month. Sometimes it went down and sometimes it flared up.

Yesterday it certainly annoyed me, until it gave up its secret. A stitch. A stitch which presumably came from the time my jaw was (surgically) broken and rearranged.

In 1986.

I’m hoping no more come to the surface. They could be the only thing holding my weary body together!