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So, Thursday is the big day. We are leaving tomorrow night for a hotel closer to the hospital, so I suppose this will be my last entry for a few days.
I went last week for my pre-op bloodwork and doctor visit. I had been under the distinct impression that a complete or partial hysterectomy was a possibility, but this is not the case, unless it is unavoidable, "which is unlikely," he says. It turns out that the only thing he may remove during this surgery is an ovary, if he can determine that one of the little buggers is from where most of my pain is originating.
Well, Her Majesty is nothing if not practical, so I've determined that if one of my ovaries is removed, I am going to have it shellaqued and add some glitter. It will make a lovely addition to my Christmas tree, methinks.
design by fergie
Bits of fire in the sky push me east back home. I used to live in flames
but it's hard on the wings. Choke me. Smoke me. Scare me back. You try
but you just can't. I peel the layers in my spare time, and you're easy
to see through. I can fly, I've discovered on my own. I may be the lesser
butterfly but my wings are just as strong. Who are you to tell me to find
a place to land? I may be the lesser butterfly but baby watch me glide.
