How it is, how it was, and who gives a honk, anyway?
I totally understand having done that dance in December. They sent the sub-whatever medical word tissue off to be checked for cancer after taking blood. Freaked my cookies for a week. The drugs given for pain were scary cause my brain was going WTF is wrong?? Hugs!
You can never trust fat cells with delusions of toughness... Good thing you showed these ones who's the boss!
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