Finally...

It has been a month sense my last surgery date. A month when I went in thinking all the pain would be gone and my freedom from snottville and the mucous invasion would be over. I still remember waking up thinking I was free, free at last and the not to mention groggy when the nurse told me "hey honey, bad news we weren't able to do the procedure...the machine broke." Oh the disappointment, not to mention the only thing I go out of it was a free can of apple juice, a cherry jolly rancher sucker, and no voice. It was like one of the greatest days ever, and on top of that I was heavily mediated ah, beautiful.

Well, it has been a month and will be another month, but they bought a new machine (finally!) and a new appointment has been made. March 26, yeah wowzer another whole month to wait. I kind of thought that maybe it would have been a birthday gift, maybe March 3, it would be a good start off to the big 2 5 and my quarter life crises would be at a crazy start. It is upsetting but my hippie red headed cool nurse cussed a storm out for me, but there was nothing they could do. The important thing is, I have a appointment and will be healed (hopefully for good).

Comments

  1. YEAH!!! Hooray for new machines. This means it's going to be TOP notch. Sweet. Hope you're doing well :)

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