I have never been so glad in my entire life to have a doctor take a sharp tool and pry metal out of my skin. The staples are out. Even though my stomach feels like heavy sore baggage instead of a part of my torso, I feel much better. The tissue taken from me is now visiting Cleveland. They sent it to some other people at the main hospital there because medical science hasn't figured out what was wrong with it yet. My doctor's exact words to describe what it was like..."extremely bizarre". He did assure me that it was not cancerous. Then I found out that I very nearly bled to death. I didn't realize I was that far gone. I am judging by the hug and seriousness with which he told me how badly I scared him while in that operating room that he wasn't April fooling me.

Posted by gwendolyn on April 01, 2002 at 06:56 PM