You'll have to trust me here because I won't let anyone take a picture of me wearing this: I am now sporting a T-shirt to cover up my bandage & wound. And it's not a "stylish" little shirt w/a skull & crossbones like you'd see French bulldogs wearing, either: it's one of Thelma's or Louise's WNBA sleep shirts. I look sloppy and pitiful. The shirt is oversized & covers my entire mid-section, back & butt. Seriously, I look like a vagrant.
The only time I'll be allowed to take this off is when I go outside to pee, because the shirt covers up my…stuff. I've never been more humiliated.
If anyone tries to take me on a walk w/this thing on, I'm taking off & running like Hell for the train station.
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