NS- I had my basil cell carcinoma (skin cancer) surgery this morning.
The day started w/my husband having a little meltdown first though. So I walked in there all nervous, we arrived late, and I had no idea this was going to be as serious as it actually is. Then I had a bad reaction to the anesteasia (omg I cannot spell)... started shaking all over. I am fine now. Thank god I hadn't drank or I would have thought that is why. I haven't been planning to drink, by the way. Just a little flashback...
I was so annoyed with the husband. What a total turd. I woke up really early, had myself all calm and ready to go to the hospital, and he wakes up whining about something I can't even remember now.
I actually had a good cry in the afternoon and my wounds started to bleed.
What a big spoilt turd he can be. There I said it.
I look terrible. I guess I am in a new ugly phase? I am trying not to be a baby about it, and I know it is really good I finally am doing something about this. I had a feeling for a long time (4 years) these sores had to go. hm. Anyhow, just feeling a bit isolated and alone. I still have no girlfriends here. Its so weird, this has never been the case before... no friends. Everyone lives a flight away. And my husband and I are moving and getting on each others nerves. He told me I am just like my mother this morning and how I am sometimes a bitch. Well THANK YOU Charlie Brown.
okay, rant over.
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