Felix got licky again tonight (after hissing at me several times). I still am having a hard time understanding that it is Sunday and that I don't have to work tomorrow.I do, however, have an appointment with an ENT guy about getting my tonsils out in the near future. This time? When they put me under? I'm going to try harder to remember my dreams.
Hallso, this time? When I get roused from the anesthesia? I am going to hopefully be taken care of by someone that is somewhat attentive.
I am putting an ad on CL as we speak.
No tonsils.
Wow. What an end of an era. I've had tonsillitis so many times. And my tonsils are so goddamned big that I bet I lose weight after this whole procedure is over.
That said?
Eek. It's not a minor procedure. Hopefully it can be done on a Friday so I don't miss work. I hate hospitals. I'm not sure I relish the thought of being totally unconscious on an operating table. I'm quite sure they made fun of me when I was utterly supine the last time.
Ha ha ha. Let's take pictures of her uterus, they said. And they did!
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I can't believe you have to have them out. But I know you'll be better in the long run. Just take care of yourself after. When I woke up after a procedure the hubby and Dr. were laughing really hard at me, seems they were talking to me and I wasn't awake but talking back to them. I don't have a clue as to what I was saying.
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