Here we go. It has been years since I’ve had a serious medical procedure performed, so I can’t decide if I’m stressed or just on edge as normal. It is a bit of a relief that I can hopefully be rid of the problem and stop having such social anxiety about it…or…everything goes horribly wrong.
I don’t have a bad feeling, and I don’t sense anything is looming, but it is still possible for someone to fuck up and kill me or cause permanent irreversible damage…so I can’t lie that it isn’t heavy on my subconscious.
Time will tell I suppose, I just have to get prepped, sleep, and hope that none if my body piercing holes close up if they won’t let me keep plastic in them.
It should be the last thing I’m thinking about, but oddly enough…that is the part bothering me the most. Seems they don’t like metal in the body while they use electricity to cauterize things because sparks can jump to the next metal objects… I’ve worked many tiring painful years for some of my adornment, and I’d hate them to go to waste over being out for a few hours.
In the event things turn horrible, just know I love you all, and a couple of you maybe a little bit more.
Xoxo,
Flitzy