Since my last operation I’ve been wearing a bandanna whenever I go out to cover the unsightly bulge in my neck. It makes me look a little odd, and – in Florida certainly – overdressed, but I prefer that to looking freakish. And, as I discovered yesterday, it has a certain utility. Walking into Publix to buy some lettuce I noticed that everyone was wearing a mask. I had left mine in the car. I considered returning to the parking lot to get it but then I remembered my bandanna. I lifted it up to my nose and headed to the produce section.
