Driving Home

Woke up this morning to find one of the three holes in my belly looked swollen and red and felt warm. Fortunately we had taken photos the day before so the changes were very clear.
"Oh dear," (that's not quite what I said) "doctors again." Why do these things always come at the weeekend when the ordinary doctor is closed? Off to see the duty doctor, who was in Härnösand so we were spared the 50 minute drive to Sundsvall hospital.
Several hours later we were on the way home through this gloomy but nicely dramatic weather, happy to be in our comfortable car!