Day 16. And today, to my surprise, the leg skin graft patch lifted from the reddened skin underneath! At last, freedom from the scabby flake trails that’ve been following me the past two days as it fully dried out!

…Or at least it would’ve been free, if the whole thing hadn’t have snagged on the *one nano-millimeter* still anchored to the skin, opening up a gusher of fresh blood as it fell.

It’s okay. I had cupcake bandages on hand.