A Little Progress
It may not look like it, but this is progress.
A couple of days of scrambling, with no clear plan, had left the wounds pus-filled and looking ugly, threatening.
I tried Iodine yesterday. That hurt. It’s hard to know whether that’s the good kind of hurt ( that pain when the body is working hard to fix something ) or not.
Then the landlord turns up to look at the WiFi. On his return, armed with a potion, he explains that he’s a traditional Thai doctor. ‘Leave the wound open, at least inside, and don’t put stuff directly on it, rather in the surrounding skin’. I thought so.
This morning at least the bloody things are ‘closed’ up.