So... Monday is the day I go under the knife. It's a very strange feeling... like there is some major event about to take place that I am completely oblivious to.
Oh well
At least I'll get painkillers.
Oh well
At least I'll get painkillers.
erin:
what knife?
rogziel:
The doctor's. Of course, now that it's done and I'm medicated I'm not sure that it was such a good idea.