I have a defibrilator sewn into my skin underneath my left arm. I cannot get rid of it. It was installed by the cardiologists at the University of Michigan Hospital. When they put it in, my skin had to stretch over the new, foreign object. It hurt unlike anything I'd ever known.
This doll was given to me by a former student who brought it back from an internship at a hospital in Japan. She told me that I should think of one big task I needed to complete and then color in one eye. I could color in the second eye upon completion of this task.
My parents went out to an event, drinking, pirate themed, fun. I had to stay home to study for a math test to qualify for OSU admissions, but they brought me back this souvenir. I read a story about skeleton keys as a little girl and loved it, they remembered that and thought of me.