breaking and entering
islands © Laura Kicey
Unprecedented! Two days of blogging in a row. It can only mean one thing. Well, actually it could mean a lot of things, but this time round it means I am trying to not turn into a blubbering mess because I found out yesterday that I will have to have a surgery. The now-second "last ditch" attempt to put an end to the neverending ow that has haunted me since before frigging Valentine's Day. Yes, dear blog reader, the last four months have been exceedingly romantic. Seeing far too much of a doctor I hate who is interested primarily it cutting chunks out of me until I don't have anything left.
breaker © Laura Kicey
I don't know when this will all take place. So for now I will continue to be uncomfortable/in pain and marginally angry at all times. Upside: I will get pain meds. Meanwhile I plan on enjoying myself as a undead bearded lady at a costumed function this weekend. Hopefully the pleasure of having facial hair and breasts concurrently will take the edge off things.