My date with the gun
The lesson I learned today was to keep one's eyes firmly staring up at the ceiling when having a medical procedure done for which you are awake because making the mistake of looking down as the doctor passes the nurse a piece of...well, you, is really quite gross.
There was prodding and pressure, but less pain then excepted. The boob, she is doing ok.
I hope to be told I'm not dying in just 12 short days.
There was prodding and pressure, but less pain then excepted. The boob, she is doing ok.
I hope to be told I'm not dying in just 12 short days.
1 Comments:
At 11:10 AM , Vicki said...
Hope you're doing okay! I'd say close your eyes and dream of pretty boys by the poolside... that should keep you sufficiently distracted.
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