Well, i had my surgery today. It was fine. What a baby I am when it comes to needles and stuff. My nurse, Joanne, was very chévere and talkative. We got to converse in spanish some too. She kept insisting that i get a girlfriend that is a Latino. Ja.
Whatev. I'm pretty loopy and tired right now because i'm taking loratabs. The operating room was extremely cold. When they got me in there i scooted to another table and then they put my arms out and put warm blankets on them. Then came the anesthesia. It felt like someone was turning the volume down and everything started to go numb. Then i woke up and was in recovery dining on saltines and graham crackers and sprite and water. D-lish. Now my stomach doesn't really hurt that bad. It just feels like i did a hundred sit-ups and then someone pulled out a part of my flesh and snipped it with some scissors. I guess that's what happened except the part about the sit-ups.
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Are you wearing a patch because you're missing your bellybutton, like a pirate of modernity?
Your the only person who caught on. I never really had a hernia. It was a mere plot to try to start a new pirate fad. But...unfortunately it didn't work out.
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