Hubby had a medical test this morning, and when he returned home we had breakfast. After we had eaten and chatted for a bit, he pondered the question, "Do you suppose it's time for me to take this [elastic bandage] off of my wrist?"
To which I responded, "I do believe that your wrist has moved."
Wow! You go for a minor medical test and unbeknownst to you, your body parts have been rearranged. It makes you wonder just what was in that stuff. I think I'll stay out of hospitals.