mood: frozen
music: 'st. james infirmary' by louis armstrong
the song is befitting for the times. ok, so maybe the times aren't that depressing. anyway, in about an hour and a half i go in for surgery. and while it's a minor operation (pins in my right hand), i can't help but feel all that much more nervous everytime someone tries to comfort me. is that weird?
stories of past operations and kind words somehow rub me the wrong way.
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