Really.
I've given up on
being nervous, but I am definitely having a hard time with
impatience.
I want my biopsy. I
want the results. I want the Hickman line out of my chest, and the stitches can
go too. Then I want to swim, shower without a plastic bag taped to my chest,
faceplant on the beach without worrying about sand in the wound and perhaps even
enjoy a beer.
And for dessert
please can I have a reduced load of immunosuppressants and the rest of my life
back?
