In keeping with this week’s theme of STEVE, I give you this picture. It surfaced when we were unpacking our volumes and volumes of books, and I have been trying to come up with a post ever since. Then I said to myself, “Self, this photo needs no context. It stands on it’s 90′s-hits-trumpet-sheet-music own.”
With the packing successfully removed, and the healing set to begin, Steve is trying out different looks to disguise his swollen proboscis.
So instead of getting a phone call from Steve on Friday morning telling me how awesome it was to no longer have two gigantic tampons shoved up his nose, I instead got a call telling me that he was scheduled to be back in pre-op at noon. Dwuh? Turns out that although the packing came [...]
Yesterday Steve had a nose job. Well, not so much a nose job as a septum job. A septoplasty, to be exact. No, it wasn’t because of all those drugs he did in the 70s, but rather because his septum was contorted to one side so severely that I was tempted to ask him to [...]
“It takes a long time to learn how to eat soup.”