And the pieces, the pieces, the pieces of muuuhhhh

Jul 18, 2006 16:35

It's hard to believe that surgery's NEXT effin' week.

I've gotten all my pretesting done. I've spoken to my orthodontist, the surgeon, the attending surgeon, my endocrinologist, the sdirector of surgery, and the anesthesiologist. I've gotten little hooks put on my braces where they'll attach the rubber bands to shut my mouth. I've stocked up on juice, broths and frozen fruit to make smoothies.

Physically, I could get this ish done tomorrow, and I'd be good to go.

Mentally, I'm not sure where I am. The more I learn about what's going to happen, the more freaked out I get. For example, the original game plan was for me to get the surgery and peace out, same day. Now, there's a catheter involved, and an overnight stay, and vomitting and lord knows what else.

So that's freaking me out a little.

And then the anesthesiologist decided he wanted to shame me today... I'm sorry, but anyone whose name is Philip Philips has no place to judge me. MD or no MD.

...

We'll see.
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