Oh, goody goody gumdrops...

I get to have surgery. Yee haw, whoo hoo and all that jazz. The doctors office has to call me back later today after they've spoken to outpatient, but they're aiming for Monday. That sucks. Oh well, it's nothing I haven't done before so there's no sense feeling pissy about it. As to why, well, that's a bit of a grey area, the doc said that he doesn't believe it's cancer, but as it isn't painful, and it isn't going away, it needs to be cut out and sent to the pathologist so that they can biopsy it. So it looks like I'll be getting to visit all my friends in the North Broward Medical Center Outpatient Department again. Fun stuff.

And oddly, I'm not really worried, I just hate doctors and hospitals and surgical procedures of any kind, you know?

In other news: Ain't he cute?




I think so, but I might be more than a bit biased.