The doctor says I am healing normally. We may not have to do the surgery thing. I hope not. If I have to go through this crap again, I will go insane. My next appointment is the 20th of December. Maybe I will know if the surgery is needed. I hope not. If so, I hope Doomsday actually happens the next day and I don't make it. Or maybe the doctor will postpone it until after Christmas. But I hope I do not need it. Needless to say I hate my bleeping life. Maybe it will soon get better.
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