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I don't feel very brave right now. I got through the date for my second nose op, and I'm scared. I'm scared because I remember how I felt last time. My head tells me I'll be fine, but my heart is freaking out. And it's made worse because they've royally fucked me by making me miss a craft show I've been llooking forward to for months, and potentially missing my own wedding anniverary.
I hate hospitals.
I hate hospitals.