Having Heart Surgery tomorrow at 12:30 pm
Wish me luck. I'm a bit scared. Honestly I
wouldn't be doing it if I didn't need it. The
thought of someone cutting into my body
fucking freaks me out. But I want to be
around for my family. I've died before and
No Sir, I didn't like it. But I learned that
it isn't the end. Just too different to describe.
If they screw up I hope someone misses me.
Sorry, I'm just being a whiny little bitch. Almost
nothing scares me. This time is different.