The Last Stitch

This morning while preparing for work, I found a surprise. Now for a bit of backstory.

Last February, I had back surgery. Essentially it was replacing the pointless surgery I had 17 years prior. This one was to correct some issues in my lower back to lessen pain and improve mobility. After the surgery, I went in for varying follow ups. At my six week follow up, the remaining stitches were clipped and removed.

This morning I scratched my back and a stitch ended up in my hand. With what I noted above, this took me by surprise. I do keep myself rather clean (too much to share, I know) so this was a shock to find it. I wonder where it's been hiding all these months.

It makes me wonder what else may be hiding back there. No pun intended.