Hola, gruntonians! It's your pal Grunty. I am in ridiculous pain right now. Why? Because, on Wednesday I had a lymph node the size of a golf ball removed from my neck/shoulder area. They had to go in deep to get the sucker out.
I got to eat popcorn while I watched the show. I was only given local anesthesia, so I was treated to all the fun sounds and sensations that one gets with that sort of thing. I had nerves get hit four times during the surgery and one time my leg shot straight up from the pain. I will find out next week if I am infested with the evil C word--well, if I have lymphoma. It will seem for a time that everybody's talking at me about this and it will be a bit of a pain to explain it everytime to each person.
Fear not. Don't cry for me, Gruntonia. No need to jump off of a cliff for my sake. Whatever happens happens. If it turns out to be nothing, then I will dance a dance of joy and celebration. If it is lymphoma, then I will put on my game face, go through the treatment, and kick this son of a bitches ass! Somewhere along the way I plan on getting felt up by a nurse or two.
I must tell you, a very strange thing happened when they pulled out the lymph node. I could've sworn I heard a voice say something when the doctor started cutting out the node, (with a Brooklyn streetwise tone): "Hey, I'm mutating here! I'm mutating heeeeere!" Then I heard the doc swear that this thing gave him the fangul. It was from there that we decided to name the little guy Ratso.
Ratso is now entertaining conning some medical lab technician out of twenty bucks so he can make it down to Miami, 'cause he said, "I ain't going to no Bellvue!" Where's Joe Buck when you need him?
Talk amongst yourselves. Oh, and yes, the TIGF is there if you follow the links.
3 years ago