Well do you want the bad news first or the bad news first?
I saw the surgeon today (whom my husband affectionately refers to as Dr. Hooterman) (aka real name Houterman) and I have to have a second surgery to remove more tissue. So that will happen in about a week. Which means more time off on disability (sorry boss).
Now I have to: 1) extend my disability, 2) go off Advil and other supplements again, and 3) remove my pretty red nail polish (Wah!).
No, I'm not scared, or worried. All I have to do is go to sleep. The first surgery was relatively easy, the second I will definitely be a more sore.
Looks like next surgery is either the 18th or 24th.