Scabs

Once in a while I would accidentally scratched myself.

Tiny little scabs...

Mehhh...

No sweat.

Until....

The wound.

Ughhh....

Looking at the changes of my healing knee wound.

The more I find my body an amazing creation of God.

The reconstruction of epidermis.

Uh-huh.

Formation of the ugly looking scabs.

And some pinkish-looking skin.

I still feel some pain when I walk.

And the strange "nakedness" of my partially exposed flesh.

Despite its ugliness.

It protects.

No kneeling during mass for the time being.

I know God understands.

Ahh... People.

Hard to tell.

Oh well, whatever.