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Log 4

Had my surgery yesterday. Survived (obviously). Before leaving, my surgeon kindly told me to never come back, as i'm "too young to be in the O.R. so much." I liked her...she made my surgery a Dora-esque adventure. She cracked a lovely joke about taking out a kidney & selling it. or practicing with a liver, since she hasnt done one since '09. I agreed as long as we share the profits. >_>

Boobs are hella sore now. Downside, I had hoped this wonderfully necessary surgery, however dire, would result in a smaller set. I cant say for sure because i'm still bandaged, but they dont look any smaller -_-;;

Upside? I cant do any lifting until July. July. ooooh...there's gonna be alot of upset folks at my job. "Jax can you bring us 3 reems of 20lb paper stacks?" Followed by *blank stare* and concluding with *walk away*

I'm just hoping the soreness/pain subsides soon. feeling hella gimped out.

Where's the hydrocodone???

I think

I might have done a reckless thing.

Actually, it's not a reckless thing, but I think i might have set myself up for some trouble.

I regret nothing; nothing at all