Another One Bites the Dust
So shit goes this way that I am currently recuperating from a surgical procedure that the doctors performed to extract the gall bladder from my body.. There might be a possibility of a 99% of you people reading this thinking this is not what my body loos like and would want to draw a round blob around this structure and send it back to me.. Spare the effort .. I know it too...
Ive lost weight.. I might not be close to what this picture shows, but im getting there...fkk that shit.. that was not what the image was supposed to be there for...If man were given an option to decide or even fathom what his death might be like... I can clearly see what mine would be like.. a death caused by the non-existence of any body organ needed to survive..I can bet my balls (not sure if they will live till then) that i wont have anything to support a living mechanism till the end So there are a couple of questions people have been asking me after my recent surgery.. Id like to make note of these with answers.. just for your references.- How are you feeling?
- I feel like shit.. but just coz ur being so good and u asked me ill tell u im good .. im feeling better.. but trust me there is nothing worse than sitting home with stitches that fkkkin pull on a sneeze, cough, yawn or when u get up or in the middle of your sleep.. and waste a helll lot of time in your 15 day vacation
- Are you still in the hospital?
- I might be in the morgue, but what do u care for.. you simply had this chance to catch me on chat and ask an intelligent question which you think no one asked me yet.... and this is the best u come up withÂ
- Does it Pain?
- WoW, Im like Wolverine and I heal myself and i am indestructible.. i dont feel pain and i dont give a shit for people who do
- How many stitches?
- I didnt see what my doctor was doing because it was the fag end of the anesthesia effect and he was running out of time. He had planned 12 but he could manage just 9. Is that sad..
- How do the stitches feel?
- I feel like a guy from some Hollywood flick where they are shot and all they do is put their palm on the bullet wound and walk around again with just a small smudge of blood around the shirt..
