As I mentioned in the last post, I am editing my cancer blog thingy. (I are good with words.)

I came across this and giggled, so I hope you will too:

They got me in the OR and onto the operating table and gave me the nighty-night juice in the IV and then all of a sudden I was awake on the operating table looking at the surgeon about to slice into me. I was like ‘hold it!’ I don’t remember my actual words because though I was awake, I was still pretty drugged up. I know I threatened to punch someone if they didn’t get it right on the second try. They later claimed this had nothing to do with them tying down my right arm hahahaha!