Thursday, December 07, 2006

Today made it four paps (not to mention two excisions) in six weeks with another one scheduled for a month from now. Boy oh boy, but everyone wants a piece of me.
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6 comments:

Nick said...

And a piece from a not so convenient place at that... nobody is happy with a lock of hair any more are they?

Despite all that, I hope all is well.

12/7/06, 6:23 PM
Be said...

Great line! I should mention that to the doctor the next time I stop by.

He tells me that the good that comes of all this is that he gets energized by my laugh (he does have a stressful job) - and I do laugh a lot, now that the freak-out-factor of the first biopsy is over. So...that's good.

Thanks for the good wishes.

12/7/06, 6:55 PM
Yogo said...

Hang in there, Be.

12/7/06, 8:26 PM
Be said...

Oh, I'm hanging in there, alright.

I do like the new doctor - he's an excellent combination of Professional and gosh-darned hilarious. If I were ever to be having a baby, I'd want him to deliver them.

12/8/06, 11:20 AM
Yogo said...

Half the battle is getting a good doc. That's great.

12/8/06, 3:33 PM
Be said...

I'm trying to decide whether or not to commit to hypertext some of the in-the-stirrup stories, because, though some might be a little tmi, everything's had a laugh attached to it. Even the 'procedures.'

12/8/06, 4:39 PM

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