Friday, May 1, 2009

February 2009

I had my second appointment. The doctor wanted to make sure I didn't change my mind.

I am bloody terrified, but I'm not changing my mind. I can't live like this any more, uncomfortable all the time, nasty rashes under the damn things, having to always sleep in a bra. 

I signed all the forms. The operation is to be in a public hospital in a capital city. It is 2 hours drive from where I live, but there's nothing I can do about that. 

I worry a bit about public hospitals - they haven't had good press. Golden staph outbreaks and that kind of thing. 

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