Traveling Thoughts

Yesterday, i went to get my tail removed. I lie on the table for an hour with my butt checks numb, feeling nothing while they cut me and sliced me and dug stuff out of me, scar tissue, a little fat, the cyst, the roots of the cyst. All the while, I was wide awake, talking to them and watching Ratatouille on my iPod Touch. They were discussing about how it wasn’t a pilonidal cyst but it was some other kind of cyst but I can’t remember what they called it. It was some unmemorable name. They took out quite a bit, and it’s been 24 hours and already, even though there’s some pain it’s far less than what I’ve been feeling for the past 3 weeks.

When they were all done they were like “you wanna take it with you” and I was like “no” and the doctor was like “well, we can at least show it to you” and so he hands it to me and I was like “cool, can I take it with me” and he says “I knew you’d want to, let me tape it up and you can have it” So I got it, and I took it home, and now I’m sharing it with you.

It’s gross, I know, but it’s what they cut out of me.