we be german, we be german!
I had a dream where i was a lion and i could roar. and when i roared everyone was like 'whoa, dude, guess shes upset'
so due to several misunderstandings i did not have surgery yesterday. I am however set to have surgery next wednesday at 1030am. I will be put under, and then given a spinal...something or other to numb my back. since they will be probbing around my spine, they need to make sure i cant move and paralyze myself. which i have to sign several pieces of paper that say i wont sue them if i do get paralyzed or die on the table. yeah surgery!
can we talk about how much i hate the thought of surgery. before, i kept talking myself into thinking i would go there, and they would be like 'well looks like youre all better. no need for surgery' i seriously talked myself into that. thats why i wasnt worried about yesterdays prospect of having surgery. but now, now, i have one whole week to worry like i have never worried before about one of the scariest things i know a week in advance.
imagine someone said 'ok next wednesday at noon im going to come over while youre eating lunch and stab you.' thats basically how i feel.
i hate it. i hate it. i hate it. i hate it.
on the bright side, ill be able to swim in about 2 weeks!! yeah swimming!!
yeah lugnuts!
TG was thinking...cake and cheese cubes for breakfast is totally acceptable, right?
so due to several misunderstandings i did not have surgery yesterday. I am however set to have surgery next wednesday at 1030am. I will be put under, and then given a spinal...something or other to numb my back. since they will be probbing around my spine, they need to make sure i cant move and paralyze myself. which i have to sign several pieces of paper that say i wont sue them if i do get paralyzed or die on the table. yeah surgery!
can we talk about how much i hate the thought of surgery. before, i kept talking myself into thinking i would go there, and they would be like 'well looks like youre all better. no need for surgery' i seriously talked myself into that. thats why i wasnt worried about yesterdays prospect of having surgery. but now, now, i have one whole week to worry like i have never worried before about one of the scariest things i know a week in advance.
imagine someone said 'ok next wednesday at noon im going to come over while youre eating lunch and stab you.' thats basically how i feel.
i hate it. i hate it. i hate it. i hate it.
on the bright side, ill be able to swim in about 2 weeks!! yeah swimming!!
yeah lugnuts!
TG was thinking...cake and cheese cubes for breakfast is totally acceptable, right?