This morning I had what I figured was a first meeting before scheduling surgery for the thing on my nose. The surgeon explained what she would do and all that, and then she said, "right, I think we're ready." "For what?" I asked. She looked at me as if I was a bit slow and said, "the surgery?" My jaw hit the floor.
I had no idea.
So now I have this giant-ass plaster on my nose and look like I was in a fight.
Are you healing well? That must have been such a shock, I am amazed you managed to roll with it!
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I'm glad you found me again :)
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