Well, the drs did the lap surgery. When Dr K was able to look inside, he thought what he saw was very suspicious so he closed the holes back up and wants me to to go an oncologist to have everything removed. He called the oncologists office and is trying to get me seen right away.
Me and the anesthesia didn’t exactly get along this time. Or it may have been the apple juice. I don’t know which. All I know is I wasn’t expecting to be sick and had to use the garbage can. The people in the cubby across from me looked rather alarmed.
