I was literally going through the motions of life trying to get to the finish line. Coping with anxiety is rough stuff. The days couldn't come fast enough.
he would be able to remove everything from my hooo ha, successfully accomplishing this laparoscopically. If I waited even just a bit of time, it would have absolutely turned into a full on belly cut open surgery and my immediate response what fuck that. No way. Was he seriously saying we are doing a hysterectomy?
