The tunnel line was removed today and it was a horrific experience. Once again I'm reconsidering nursing school next year. A usually 30 minute surgery turned into an hour long surgery because of cut blood vessels and an artery. These needed to be isolated and tied shut, which took a while.
Larry said it was more painful than the line going in. I already knew this from the curling of his toes and infrequent moans of displeasure. It was the kind of surgery you had to look away from for a moment to spare yourself from passing out and this is the reason I don't have gorey photos to share.
We were supposed to stay in Auckland one more night, but no thanks. It was time to come home, so we snuck away and for that, I'm thankful.
Eating turkey in NZ is an abomination when you have lamb.