I mentioned previously that I have a new super power, *STROKEDAR*, which allows me to detect strokers in a single sweep of the eye .

Apparently it came at the expense of a previous ability. I have always had a fascination with science and biology. I loved to 'perform surgery' on poor Bob when he had so much as a splinter in his paw. Post-stroke me is a complete wuss now when it comes to the sight of blood and whatnot. In the shower this morning, Bob removed the bandaids from the catheter entry points and I saw that they were bloody. I actually then fainted in the shower. I woke up on the shower stall floor to Bob gently covering me with a towel so that I wouldn't get cold.

Ugh. That is dumb. And ridiculous. It was a tiny spot of blood, not like I had a gusher for goodness sakes! I also look like I have been punched really hard on both sides of my hip where the catheter entry points are located. Black, blue, and an aquamarine-green. Actually fairly pretty if it wasn't so sore and on my body rather than a canvas.

Bah!