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Sep 04, 2011 11:25

It's good to be home. Hurting, groggy, and all, but home. Now I can poke at the Kindle I got - while I was staying with my grandmother all I could read on it was how to use it. No computer in her house, much less a wireless one. *laughs*

The surgery took a bit longer than expected, they took out a bigger chunk than they thought, and I remind myself of a patchwork doll, all stitched together. Overall though, it went well. The surgeon sang to me as I was being induced, and she had a lovely sweet voice. I'm a musician, take my word for it. Though that the same surgeon was excited and chattering to the plastic surgeon when they came to see me the next day about how strange the mass was, all filled with cysts and polyps and she has pictures she wants to show him... *laughs*. Well. I can't say I don't know how that is. When we pull something funky out of an animal we get the same way. All I said was that I wanted to see too. Hopefully, I'll be able to on the post-op appointment. For now, I'm resting. And medicating. And sleeping.

Ow.

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