#11 of 30


Today was my pre-op for my surgery on Monday.

# of times they stuck a needle in me to draw blood: 3

# of times I was asked if I currently owned or had intentions of owning hair extensions: 3

# of “neurological tests” that required me to walk toe to heel in straight lines and close my eyes and balance, etc : 12, approx

# of times I was glad I’d never been issued a field sobriety test because this shit is HARD even without drinks:  12, approx.

# of times I thought, “Are you fucking kidding me?” : <40

One Comment to

“#11 of 30”

  1. On June 10th, 2008 at 9:17 pm Krista Says:

    I think the worst part of pre-surgery fun is when you get to sit in the waiting room with all the sick people. I seriously was about to have brain surgery and sat there, waiting for some simple blood work, as people hacked and coughed and sneezed disgusting goo all around me. As Lily would say “blehhhhk!”

    I hope the surgery goes well and, as I said before, I wish you the awesomest morphine button in the history of morphine buttons (someday, if there is a God, I will have one of those in-home).

    Seriously though, good luck. Take good care. Make the hubby take good care of you. I’ll be thinking of you.


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