+/- The hospital called me yesterday (at 8h am) to give schedule my operation for MONDAY. As in, in THREE DAYS. Oh mai godz. Apparently I could be out for like, 5 weeks, so this whole unemployment things is kind of at a good time because who would keep me if I were hired tomorrow and had to operate in a month, kind of at a terrible time as I will again be unemployed for at least 2 months. So I'm kind of freaked out. Actually, hardly about the actualy process, I'll be under, obvs. More about after. How bruised and broken will my face be, for how long, how will I see without my glasses now (my eyes have already adjusted to the prescription and become lazy on their own) and most importantly, how will I breath through my mouth for so many weeks!? I can't sleep, can't concentrate when I can't breath through my nose, the whole reason I'm in the ten year nasal problem, med addicted state. Good luck, Cassandra, you will most likely fail again.
+ I have chamomile in my belly.
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Reading - Breaking Dawn. Again ...I know.
Sportin' -
OPI "Can you Tapas this?" Looks blood reb brown in the bottle, goes on magnificently warm chocolate. 2nd favorite ever.
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+ I have chamomile in my belly.
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Reading - Breaking Dawn. Again ...I know.
Sportin' -
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