Bonus podcast with Julie from Axel outside of Waco, who sent me an email and caused

me to about jump out of my seat when it said, my husband shot me.

Okay, well maybe that's the name of a movie or a song or a reference. No, her husband shot her.

And not 25 years ago, February 6th and she said I know you

like gross wounds and things so here are the wounds and she included the night of and the wounds as

they're healing. And I don't know how many of you've been around wound care as a

nurse or caring for your elderly parents or you've had a bad accident, but they

are absolutely disgustingly gross or as I might

Refer to it absolutely delightfully gross. I don't know why I enjoy that in it's weird

Because if you hyper-extend a joint, you know, if I see that on a football game,

I'll turn away until I'm sure that I can't watch that.

But watching wounds heal, I find that fast.

I get emails every day of somebody that's been shot out on a deer lease or whatever else.

All right Julie, thank you for sharing your story. I didn't realize you're at work.

Ramon just told me you're at work, so we'll speed this up. Okay I signed out. Okay so you get shot and you're laying on the bed and how long again do you think it is before you were able to slip away because he's in

the kitchen?

Well, now I think it was close to two hours, not quite two hours, but close to two hours.

Is that a guess or was there a clock on the wall?

That's a educated guest.

And during this time, is he mostly in the room?

Is he pacing? Is he screaming or talking calmly? Is he saying,

see, I told you? Or is he saying, oh my God, I can't believe what I've done? What's

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