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