Friday, October 29th, 2010 01:45 am
ouch and also, sleep for is for people who are not superglued together
Okay, so there was surgery and whatnot, and I want for the record...
Ouch.
My stomach muscles hurt. My chest muscles want to hurt, I think, and feel left out that they don't. My shoulders hurt. I get this is because I was the equivalent of a human balloon animal and then glued--GLUED--shut. I mean, I get this is not Elmer's glue or anything, but still.
Ouch.
The following for anyone who is staring at this and saying "OKAY NO SURGERY EVER", waht I've learned.
( yeah, my life, the glamour )
By the way, this is what
svmadelyn has to deal with tonight.
( existential surgical crisis )
She's still speaking to me, even.
Ouch.
My stomach muscles hurt. My chest muscles want to hurt, I think, and feel left out that they don't. My shoulders hurt. I get this is because I was the equivalent of a human balloon animal and then glued--GLUED--shut. I mean, I get this is not Elmer's glue or anything, but still.
Ouch.
The following for anyone who is staring at this and saying "OKAY NO SURGERY EVER", waht I've learned.
( yeah, my life, the glamour )
By the way, this is what
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
( existential surgical crisis )
She's still speaking to me, even.