Dizy little crack user
So I went to the doctor to day about the lump found on my back cause every one is like...ooohhh it could be cancer. And so he looks at it and goes its a cyst. With relief I say okay so how do you get rid of it. He smiles, "we cut it out", I frown, "oh", the he say we could also remove the juices from it which might kill it for good. I look and say if I am going to get rid of this damn thing. cut it out. Which he does and like a little kid I'm like "Are you done yet"... Are You Done Yet" cause honestely it felt like he was stitching me up the whole time. Plus geting injected with three different needles at different times kinda sucks. So know I look like a crack addict all numbed up... Life's little corks I guess.