I got home from my surgery the other day. It went off without a hitch. The tumor is gone, sent off for biopsy, just to be on the safe side. It came out all in one piece according to the doctors, so that's a good sign.

From what I learned from the doctors, if it's too entwined with the muscle, they sometimes have to leave a piece in, or else they risk damaging things that they would rather not. But this wasn't the case with me. They didn't have to keep a piece of it in me because of where it was growing out of.

So now I am home, sore and laid up on my couch for the next TWO WEEKS, with only Homework, Mindless TV, and Percocet to pass the time. Can't go where I want to. Can't go to the bathroom as easily cause it HURTS to walk. But thanks to my friends and family they're making it easier and taking very good care of me.

Time to snooze, it's been a long day.