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Mom is coming in for my surgery next Wednesday. Ugh. I really don't think it's necessary to take this cyst out. When I talked to the doctor about it, she was like "well you don't have to, but it's been there for three months." THREE?! Uh, no, more like ONE month. Did you read the dates correctly on the ultrasound printouts? No. But she stuck her ground anyway. The best I could do was schedule an ultrasound for a few days before surgery as a last ditch effort to see if it shrank.
I hate going under. But at least I get to sit around and eat Jeni's ice cream.
I hate going under. But at least I get to sit around and eat Jeni's ice cream.