My X-Rays from Saturday were tightly cluched in my hand.
Rather than mailing them, the hospital had given them to me to bring to the specialist.

A couple of days ago... after alot of encouragmet, I had opened the stiff manila envelope, and put the x-rays up to the glass of my lizards bright cage.
What I had seen stunned me... I couldn't stop staring at it.
From the side facial shot, the nasal bone was crushed and jagged.
Several cracks running from the 'injury' spread outwards along my cheek bones/etc.

Now at my destination...
I look down at the manila envelope...
the flap looks worn from being opened so many times.
I couldn't help it, I had become obsessed with staring at the horrible picture...
Hours were spent daily sitting infront of the lizard cage,
x-rays being held up to the glass,
trying to understand that those were my x-rays.